Bus Route by Tyler Childers
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse 1
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This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl
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Same grade as me
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Tried to kiss her once in the aisle of the bus
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And she walked right over me
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Face-down in the gum on the floor
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I was hopin' that she'd change her mind
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But I swear as she walked down the stairs
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She didn't even wave goodbye
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Didn't even wave goodbye
Verse 2
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Ray Dixon didn't take no lip
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He'd kick you right off the bus
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Stop by your house on the way out of the holler
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And tell your momma where you was
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He didn't need no driver's aid
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To keep a bunch of kids in line
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All he needed was a glare in the mirror
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And a paddle that he carved from pine
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Blisterin' punk kids alive (Oh, blister 'em)
Verse 3
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This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl
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Same grade as me
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I held onto hope for eight long years
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And by the time that I turned sixteen
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I wasn't awkward, I's a real smooth talker
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With my very own pickup truck
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I'd take her home and if her parents weren't around
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She'd bring me in and give me some
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Bring me in and give me some
Verse 4
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Safe to say nowadays ol' Ray
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Can't keep a route very long
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And I'm glad the little girl's dad
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Never found out what was goin' on
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I know he'd kill me in a minute
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And he wouldn't have left no trace
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Hogs'll eat 'bout anything you give 'em
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And they don't let nothin' go to waste
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Don't let nothin' go to waste
Outro
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This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl
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Same grade as me