(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
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.

--- Instrumental ---

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...