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, an' things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Rode in on a Greyhound
I'll be walking out if I go
I was just passing through
Must be seven months or more
I ran out of time and money
Look like they took my friend
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Hoo well'a well ya
Well a man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
Ran out of songs to play
Came into town a one night stand
Looks like my plan fell through
Ohh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Yeah if I only had a dollar
For every song I sung
Every time the band would play
And people sat there drunk
Know I'd catch the next train
A way back to where I live
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
I said oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Hoo well'a well yah
