歌词千寻
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D.I'd
like
to
say
it
was
perfectGrowing
up
was
a
fairytaleBut
Hollywood
don't
make
no
moviesAbout
a
house
up
on
wheels
down
a
dirt
road,
MississippiTucked
back
in
the
treesRoute
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D.Well
the
man
my
mama
marriedHad
a
mean
streak
in
his
bloodAnd
when
he
took
to
drinkingHe'd
take
it
out
on
usAnd
I
could
hear
my
mama
cryingThat
made
it
hard
to
sleepRoute
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D.That's
where
I
became
a
manLong
before
my
timeAnd
since
I
left
I
ain't
been
backBut
I
go
back
in
my
mind.Thank
God
for
Buford
BaileyHe
had
a
pond
he'd
let
me
fishThat's
where
I'd
run
off
toEvery
chance
I'd
getAnd
I
would
pray
that
God
was
listeningAnd
He'd
come
rescue
meRoute
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D.Then
one
day,
my
uncle
pulled
up
in
a
pickup
truckLoaded
up
everythingWasn't
much
but
it
was
every