Lodi

Just about a year ago I went out on the road Seeking my fame and fortune I was looking for a pot of gold Things got bad And things got worse I guess you know it too Oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again Rolling on the greyhound I'd be walking out if I could I was passing through hore Must be seven months or more I ran out of time and money Looks like it took my freedom Oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again A man from the magazine Oh, he said I was on my way But somewhere I lost connection I ran out of songs to play I came in town on a one night stand Looks like my plans feel through Oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again Now if I only had a dollar Forever this song I've sung And everytime the band would play The people sat there drunk You know I would catch the next train And go back to where I lived Oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again I said, I said, oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again Oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord I'm stuck in a Lodi again.