Just about a year ago, I set out on the road
Seeking my fame and fortune, looking for a pot of gold
Things got bad and things got worse, I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in a low diaphan
I rode in on a greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go
I was just passing through, must be seven months or more
Went out of time and money, looks like they took my friend
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in a low diaphan
A man from the magazine said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection, ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in a low diaphan
I rode in on a greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go
If I only had a dollar for every song I sung
Every time I had to play while people set their trunks
You know I'd catch the next train back to where I live
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in a low diaphan
I rode in on a greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in a low diaphan
I rode in on a greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go
Oh Lord...
you