The Level
Written by Jimmy Tittle · © All rights reserved
I lost my faith
And I wandered in the wilderness
From place to place
Everybody looked at me the same
I hid my face
I hid my heart
I hid it all away
I lost my faith
Livin’ on the bitter fruits of my own hand
I took, and I took, then I took again
I packed it up neatly and I threw it inside
It was a hell of a cargo
And a hell of a ride
Goin’ down, down, down
Tryin’ to find the level
Goin’ down, down, down
‘Til you find the level
My good mother asked me
“Son, where are you goin’?”
I said “What, are you blind or somethin’?”
“Ain’t my direction clearly showin’?”
You’re diggin’ in dirt
You’re diggin’ a hole
You’re diggin’ a grave
She said
“You lost your faith”
Goin’ down, down, down
Tryin’ to find the level
Goin’ down, down, down
‘Til you find the level
I’m gonna live
I ain’t gonna die
With a belly full of whiskey
And a mouth full of lies
Jesus, mama, I don’t wanna say goodbye
Hold me close before you leave me
And show me how to fly
Goin’ down, down, down
Tryin’ to find the level
Goin’ down, down, down
‘Til you find the level
