Lodi

Just about a year ago,

I set out on the road,

Seeking my fame and fortune,

Looking for a pot of gold.

Things got bad, and things got worse,

I guess you will know the tune.

Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again.



Rode in on the Greyhound,

I'll be walking out if I go.

I was just passing through,

Must be 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.

Mmmm...



If I only had a dollar, for ev'ry song I've sung.

And ev'ry time I've 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 Lodi again.

Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.