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
 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, a one night stand
 Looks like my plans fell through
 Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 Then I rode in on a Greyhound, I'll 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, stuck in Lodi again
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 If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung
 And every time I've had to play while the people sat there drunk
 You know I would catch the next train back to where I live
 Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again