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...