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
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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
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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

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
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Then One Day, My Uncle Pulled Up In A Pickup Truck
Loaded Up Everything
Wasn't Much But It Was Everything

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
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