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