Bus to Tampa Bay (Outtake, 2011)

Beneath the shade, the hired hands are talking

Down the highway, a lonely woman walking

The prisoner of a dream that she's been stalking

And I'm waiting for the bus to Tampa Bay

There's a map of Osceola and his raiders

Fighting off the Everglades invaders

He burnt them down and left them for the gators

And there's maybe something better down the road

I've lost no sleep over where I'm leaving

Bit by bit, I slowly stopped believing

That it was me and only me I was deceiving

And I'm waiting for the bus to Tampa Bay

It wasn't love, but she never would admit it

It was killing her, but she didn't know how to quit it

They say there's good work if you can get it

And I'm waiting for the bus to Tampa Bay

Yeah, I'm waiting for the bus to Tampa Bay