I go to Selma Cali and my family just show me the rown
nothing to see
America had a lot of lil towns
when I drove across America my car had a blowout I sat there flagging down cars— cell phone service was weak at that time
a black family stopped and I didn’t have wheel locks
so they invited me to their home
and I just sat there at the table feeling powerless
such kindness I never expected
they were hard core christians people and the father prayed over the food
Speaking of Sr's Caleb sure didn't learn a thing from Papa Plant. An honest southern man never cheap shots his enemy. Try that in a small town and it'd be a different outcome. And that ain't me just whistling dixie either. Jimmy Allen and the boys would have had his hide faster than prairie fire with a tail wind.
I go to Selma Cali and my family just show me the rown
nothing to see
America had a lot of lil towns
when I drove across America my car had a blowout I sat there flagging down cars— cell phone service was weak at that time
a black family stopped and I didn’t have wheel locks
so they invited me to their home
and I just sat there at the table feeling powerless
such kindness I never expected
they were hard core christians people and the father prayed over the food
America has amazing people
That's a wonderful story. Do you remember their names?
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