Just about a year ago I sat out on the road Seeking my fame and fortune looking for a pot of gold But things got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Oh Lord. I'm stuck in Lodi again. Well, I came to town on a Greyhound but I'll be walking out when I go I was just a passin' through must been seven months or more I ran out of time and money and now it looks like they took my friends Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again. Well, the man from the magazine he told me I was on my way But somewhere I lost connections and ran out of songs to play I came to town on a one night stand but that's where my plans fell through Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again. Well, if I only had me a dollar for every song I've sung And every time I've had to play while people sat there drunk I'd catch the next train out of town and back to where I lived Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again. Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again...