"Lodi" lyrics
"Lodi"
Just about a year ago, I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold
Things got bad, and 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 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, I 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
Mm
If I only had a dollar, for every song I've sung
And every 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, stuck in Lodi again
Oh, Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
Writer(s): John Cameron Fogerty
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- Creedence Clearwater Revival Lyrics
album:
"Green River" (1969)
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