Lodi

                                  Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,

Seekin my fame and fortune, lookin for a pot of gold.

Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.

Oh ! lord, stuck in lodi again.



Rode in on the greyhound, Ill be walkin out if I go.

I was just passin through, must be seven months or more.

Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends.

Oh ! lord, Im 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.



Mmmm...

If I only had a dollar, for every song Ive sung.

And evry time Ive had to play while people sat there drunk.

You know, Id catch the next train back to where I live.

Oh ! lord, Im stuck in lodi again.

Oh ! lord, Im stuck in lodi again.