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.Rode in on the 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, 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 throughOh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
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.