Lodi

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' 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 The man from the magazine said I was on my way Somewhere I lost connection, 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 Then I rode in on a Greyhound, I'll be walkin' out if I go I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung And every time I've had to play while the people sat there drunk You know I would catch the next train back to where I live Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again