Stowaway Jam

They followed me to Tennessee in a stolen bronco In a lorry crammed of tea chests I was ducking under quilts and cargo Hidden in the dark I began to recollect old images of home Hidden in the dark I began to recollect old images of home There was a green bluff that stretched for roughly one and quarter mile long There was a sad stump settled where they oak tree once belonged A Victorian house on the corner that I always wanted to live in, or so I thought Now that's all gone Or so my absence makes it seem All gone, or at least to me Hidden in the dark I began to recollect old images of home Hidden in the dark I began to recollect old images of home Daft decisions between right and wrong There was hazardous roads all around Reckon there was another verse in this song But I forgot to write that last one down They followed me to Tennessee in a stolen bronco In a lorry crammed of tea chests I was ducking under quilts and cargo (Spoken) How strange you think it's funny now 'Cause I don'y