Just about a year ago, I set out on the road
Seeking my fame and fortune, a-looking for a pot of gold
Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you know the tune
Oh lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
Rode in on a Greyhound and I'll be walking out if I go
I was just passing through, it must be seven months or more
I ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends
Oh lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
The man from the magazine said I was on my way
But somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one-night stand, looks like my plans fell through
Oh lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
Instrumental
If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung
And every time I had to play, while people just sat there drunk
You know, I'd catch the next train, right back to where I'm from
Oh lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
Oh lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again