(John C. Fogerty)

Just about a year ago
I sat out on the road
Seeking my fame and fortune
Looking for a pot of gold.

Things got bad
And things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

Came in on the Greyhound
I'll be walking out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must been seven months or more.

Ran out of time and money
It looks like
They took my friends
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, the man from the magazine
He said, I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
And ran out of songs to play.

I came into town
A one night stand
It looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

Well, if I only had a dollar
For every song I've sung
Every time I've had to play
While people sat there drunk

You know I'd catch
The next train back
To where I lived
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again...