Just about a year ago I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune
Looking for a pot of gold
Things got bad and things got worse
I guess you will know the tune
Oh, lord, I'm 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 months or more
I ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh, lord, stuck in Lodi again
Man from a magazine
Said I was on my way
Somwhere I lost connection
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 every song I've sung
Every 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, stuck in Lodi again
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again