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Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
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Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold.
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Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.
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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.

copyright
Jondora Music

(as recorded by Lobo)

Thanks to Rich Morgan (Oldguy)!