Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekinґ my fame and fortune Lookinґ 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 Iґll be walkinґ out if I go I was just passinґ through Must be seven seven months or more Ran out of time and money Looks like they took my friends Oh ! Lord Iґm 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 evґry song Iґve sung And evґry time I had to play While people sat there drunk You know, Iґd catch the next train Back to where I live Oh ! Lord, Iґm stuck in a Lodi again Oh ! Lord, Iґm stuck in a Lodi again