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 I´ll be walkin´ out if I go I was just passin´ through Must be seven seven months or more Ran out of time and money Looks like they took my friends Oh ! Lord I´m 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 ev´ry song I´ve sung And ev´ry time I had to play While people sat there drunk You know, I´d catch the next train Back to where I live Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again