Old Tom Video (MV)

Old Tom was a good friend of mine
But he got trapped and now he's serving his time
And Old Tom was a man of circumstance
Not even Atticus could free the man's hands
Back to the old ties of the railroad we go
Underground travelin' to find a new home
And Old Tom took that shaky stand
As gentleman plot together in the band
They wrote his sentence ahead of time
Behind closed doors with no reason or rhyme
Back to the old ways of the South we know
Posturing inside of their flimsy foxholes
Put on that blues record and spin it again
Turn up the volume and listen to the Dead
And remember what the ghosts always said
And Old Tom is a forgotten man
Innocent rotting away in the pen
And Old Tom sings through iron bars
As Atticus strums his guitar
Back to the old ties of the railroad we go
Underground travelin' to find a new home
Back to the old ways of the South we know
Posturing inside of their flimsy foxholes