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