Just about a year ago
I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune
Lookin' for a pot of gold
Thing got bad and things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in The Old Diana

Rode in on the Greyhound
I'll be walkin' out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must be seven months of home
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friend
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in the old Diana

A man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somehow  she lost connection
Ran out of songs to play
I came in said hay what a good old friend
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck with the old Diana

If I only had a dollar
For every song She sang
Every time a Band Would Play
While peoples had There rang
You know, I'd catch the next Plain
Back to where I left
Oh Lord, stuck in The old Diana
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in The Old Diana