Just About A Year Ago
I Set Out On The Road
Seekin´ My Fame And Fortune
Lookin´ For A Pot Of Gold
Thing Got Bad 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 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

If I Only Had A Dollar
For Ev´ry Song I´ve Sung
And Ev´ry Time I 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 A Lodi Again
Oh ! Lord, I´m Stuck In A Lodi Again