Just about a year ago
I sat out on the road
Seeking my fame and fortune
Looking for a pot of gold.
Things got bad
And things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Came in on the Greyhound
I'll be walking out if I go
I was just pa**in' through
Must been seven months or more.
Ran out of time and money
It looks like
They took my friends
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Well, the man from the magazine
He said, I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
And ran out of songs to play.
I came into town
A one night stand
It looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Well, if I only had a dollar
For every song I've sung
Every time I've had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know I'd catch
The next train back
To where I lived
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again...