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.