Just about a year ago, I set out on the road Seeking my fame and fortune and looking for a pot of gold Things got bad and things got worse, I guess you know the tune Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again Rode in on a Greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go I was just passing through must be seven months or more Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again Instrumental : (bis) The man from the magazine said I was on my way Somewhere I lost connection, ran out of songs to play I came into town on a one-night stand, looks like my plans fell through Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again Instrumental : If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung Every time I've 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    (bis)