Lodi · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

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, 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.

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, Id catch the next train back to where I live.

Oh ! lord, I m stuck in Lodi again.

Oh ! lord, I m stuck in Lodi again.