Small Town
She grew up just 20 minutes southwest of Tulsa..
In a small town with 2 stoplights and a Tastee Freeze...
Everyone gathered at the First Baptist Church every Sunday morning...
Remember, if you haven't got anything good to say about somebody...
Please come and sit by me...
The years passed quickly and she couldn't wait to leave that town behind..
It's funny how time always brings you back to the Tastee Freeze and a
Root Beer float....
In a small town....
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