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 things got worse
I guess you will know the tune
Oh ! Lord Stuck in Lodi again
Rode in on the Greyhound
I´ll be walkin´ out if I go
I was just passin´ through
Must be seven seven months or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh ! Lord I´m stuck in Lodi again
The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connections
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again
If I only had a dollar
For ev´ry song I´ve sung
And ev´ry time I had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know, I´d catch the next train
Back to where I live
Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again
Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again
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