Eddie From Ohio - From Dacca lyrics

Once composed in a letter, rice paper from '58 thoughtful strokes of the India ink made by a makeshift quill from the village farm It's hardly legible now, it was hardly legible then It was hardly the sentiment of a man of a man of a man of a man among men Third week of November, a few steps off the plane some notice nature, some read the paper he notes the wall to wall rug It was hardly believable then, and it's hardly believable now The man who's vocation- pitch God to a nation who might otherwise choose a cow Round the globe, there's a robe and a boy named James gets his cot while he's gone from Dacca But it's home, and he's known that it's nice to stay, but he can't be away from Dacca Open toe in December, stateside fashion faux but overseas in his village remember that the temperature's rarely this low He holds the tv remote like a chimpanzee with a gun He marvels at the pace of the western ways at the VCR at the microwave Chorus Recall better days as a youth broke his arm in a fight over nothing Move ahead when friend of the cloth got a spear in the side over nothing He was a mission man, therefore the Son of Man this happens everyday, wish he ran away Celebrating a nephew's vows on his once every 7 year trips at the reception there's an open bar and he takes his fair share of trips He shares a room with the in-laws & settles on the floor with a mug He falls asleep on the tv remote & becomes the wall to wall rug Once composed in a letter, inkjet in '98 he's flyin back for a three month break & admits that he just can't wait He loves his world by the Ganges he loves it by the Bengal Bay But he's not torn about leaving & he's not bothered to stay (it's been a good life's work) Chorus