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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,
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I guess you will know the tune.
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Oh! lord, stuck in Lodi again.
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Rode in on the Greyhound, I ll be walkin out if I go.
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I was just passin through, must be seven months or more.
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Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends.
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Oh! lord, I m stuck in Lodi again.
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The man from the magazine said I was on my way.
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Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.
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I came into town, a one night stand,
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looks like my plans fell through
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Oh! lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Mmmm...
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If I only had a dollar, for every song I ve sung.
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And every time I ve had to play while people sat there drunk.
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You know, Id catch the next train back to where I live.
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Oh ! lord, I m stuck in Lodi again.
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Oh ! lord, I m stuck in Lodi again.