Ball Jar

Pamme Swan
Pamme Swan


A tough year watching my son learning some very hard lessons. All for a good reason and happy endings in sight.


Ball Jar

Pamme Swan ~ Vocals Guitar

 Hayden Zahn ~ Violin

Steven Skollar ~ Mandolin


My garden is growing and growing non stop

The rain fell heavy on the air so hot

The ground drank the water 

And out crept the vines

And he can't come home

Until the snow's a flying



But Lori has jelly and Lisa has jam

I've got pickles and candy yams

Ball Jar Ball Jar 

Big black pot 

Maybe we could get together

For a ball jar swamp

Laundry Laundry On the line

What ya gonna do

While he's doing time


2012 was gonna be his year

To figure out the road and maybe go somewhere

Nightmare in the night the beg for bail

Never would I dream I'd have a kid in jail




He'd go out scrapping metal in an old blue truck

Then go to town and envy the college kids big bucks

He got a job bush hogging chopping root

Now he's scrubbing floors in In an orange jump suit




The mirage ain't so pretty where thieving is big

The cops are all busy in the holes these kids dig

Another runaway in rehab

Another druggie in jail

Our all American kids

Our American fail



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