Stay Local
Sitting in the local bar
Eating local fare
Country music playing on the jukebox
Feet start tapping
People talking.
The barmaid hopping getting liquor pouring.
Family
Not kin but family just the same.
Similar hardships faced
Different stories to share.
Locals all here for the same reason.
Good friends
Great food
Supporting a local place
Known as Bahama Mama's.
Some come on down on a Saturday night,
For great singers from the valley.
Singing from the heart
Doing their part
To keep a local business here.
Where it belongs
Where it needs to thrive
Where keeps the local fun alive.
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