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Pretty girl from a Delta town

Made to run the gasoline down

Learned a little about many things

Our sweet potato cotton queen

Looks ahead when the whistles blow

A lady knows when it’s time to go

Learned to drive on graveyard streets

And give a smile to all she meets

Daddy taught her to never look twice

Say thank you ma’am and always look nice

Be the best like a football team

Scoring against the rivalry

And keep the insides hammered down

Best performer of the stage in town

A speck surrounded by soybean fields

In the land of red clay wheels

They say she’d tumble over the pews

Go sit with the preacher, too

Play flute from the choir loft

Sing alto and soprano parts

Gaze out at the back church wall

Stained-glass Jesus standing tall

Holding all of His little lambs

And the whole world in His hands

The boys eyed her through the rear-view mirror

Sucking two straws on Strawberry Hill

Driving back from a country bridge

Or throwing rocks from the water’s edge

Now she’s all packed up in parceled pillars

She’s driving a U-Haul across the Mississippi River

Lanterns on the levee and a fist full of cotton

Old times there will not be forgotten

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