Lyrics
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
