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