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 know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again

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
I ran out of time and money
It looks like they took my friend
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again

The man from the magazine
He said I was on my way
Some where I lost connection
I ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one-night stand
It looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again

Now 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
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again