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[C] Just about a year ago I [F] set out on the [C] road. [C] Seekin’ my fame and [Am] fortune. [F] Lookin’ for a pot of [G] gold. [C] Thing got bad and [Am] things got worse. I [F] guess you will know the [C] tune. [C] Oh Lord, [G] stuck in Lodi [F] again [C]
I [C] rode in on the Greyhound I’ll be [F] walkin’ out if I [C] go. [C] I was just passin’ [Am] through; Must’ve been [F] seven months or [G] more. [C] Ran out of time and [Am] money. [F] Looks like they took my [C] friends. [C] Oh Lord, I’m [G] stuck in Lodi [F] again [C]
The [C] man from the magazine . . . He [F] said I was on my way. [C] [C] Somewhere I lost con- [Am] -nections. [F] Ran out of songs to [G] play. I [C] came into town, a [Am] one night stand. [F] Looks like my plans fell [C] through. [C] Oh Lord, [G] stuck in Lodi [F] again. [C]
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If I [D] only had a [G] dollar for [D] ev’ry song I’ve sung. And [D] ev’ry time I [Bm] had to play while [G] people sat there [A] drunk. You [D] know, I’d catch the [Bm] next train [G] back to where I [D] live.
[D] Oh Lord, I’m [A] stuck in Lodi [G] again. [D]
[D] Oh Lord, I’m [A] stuck in Lodi [G] again. [D]
