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. Rode in on the 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 I'm stuck in Lodi again. The man from the magazine said I was on my way. 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 Stuck in Lodi again. Mmmm. If I only had a dollar for ev'ry song I've sung. And ev'ry 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 I'm stuck in Lodi again. Oh ! Lord I'm stuck in Lodi again