Lodi Songtext
von Dan Penn

Must be seven months ago
Ran out of time and money

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, things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again


The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
I ran out of songs to play
Came into town on a one-night stand
I guess my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again

Come on, children
Yeah
Mm-hmm
Come on
Whoa, oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

If I only had a dollar
For every song I′ve sung
And every time I had to play
While people sat there drunk
I know I'd catch the next plane home
Back to where I live
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again