He came here on a journey
From a west Texas town called Crane
Where folks were always friendly
But never saw a drop of rain.

He dreamed of better land
Some trees and a lake
But never knew Oklahoma
Would be the path he would take.

He packed his bags and left
Many worries on his mind
Not knowing the friends he'd make
Would turn out to be so kind.

He decided to build a restaurant
A place for people to eat
He served good food and atmosphere
To everyone he'd meet.

So when you do see Bubba
Be sure to shake his hand
And let him know his restaurant
Is wonderful and GRAND!

Shanna