[Intro]
Bb  F  Eb
[Strophe]
Bb                       Eb              Bb 
Just about a year ago, I set out on the road
                    Gm           Eb                   F 
Seekin' my fame and fortune, and looking for a pot of gold
Bb              Gm                  Eb                 Bb 
Things got bad, things got worse, I guess you know the tune
         F              Eb          Bb 
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
[Strophe]
Bb                                Eb              Bb 
I rode in on a greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go
                   Gm               Eb              F 
I was just passing through, must be seven months or more
Bb                  Gm     Eb                      Bb 
Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends
         F              Eb          Bb 
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
[Pont]
Bb    Eb   Bb       Bb   F   Eb  Bb
[Strophe]
Bb                         Eb               Bb 
The man from the magazine, said I was on my way
                 Gm          Eb                  F 
Somewhere I lost connection, ran out of songs to play
Bb                  Gm               Eb                       Bb 
Came into town on a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through
         F              Eb          Bb 
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
[Pont]
F   C   G    C
[Strophe]
C                           F            C 
If I only had a dollar, for every song I sung
                 Am                 F                G 
And every time I had to play, while people sat there drunk
    C                  Am          F               C 
You know I'd catch the next train, back to where I live
C        G                F
  Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
    C     G               F     C 
Oh Lord, stuck in a Lodi again
[Outro]
C  F  C    C - G - F - C