Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune Lookin' for a pot of gold Thing got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Rode in on the Greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go

We gotta kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it When you're hot and tight The girl can't stand it When you're doing it right when

Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin´ my fame and fortune Lookin´ 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