Randy Houser - Route 3 Box 250 D [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus: 1]
I'd like to say it was perfect
Growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road, Mississippi
Tucked back in the trees
Route 3 Box 250 D

[Verse: 1]
Well the man my mama married
Had a mean streak in his blood
And when he took to drinking
He'd take it out on us
And I could hear my mama crying
That made it hard to sleep
Route 3 Box 250 D

[Bridge: 1]
That's where I became a man
Long before my time
And since I left I ain't been back
But I go back in my mind

[Verse: 2]
Thank God for Buford Bailey
He had a pond he'd let me fish
That's where I'd run off to
Every chance I'd get
And I would pray that God was listening
And He'd come rescue me
Route 3 Box 250 D

[Bridge: 2]
Then one day, my uncle pulled up in a pickup truck
Loaded up everything
Wasn't much but it was everything

[Chorus: 2]
I'd like to say it was perfect
That growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road, Mississippi
But that's what made me leave
Route 3 Box 250 D