(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)
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)
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