(Ccr)
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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
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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
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If i only had a dollar, for ev'ry song i've sung
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And ev'ry time i've had to play while people sat there drunk
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You know, i'd catch the next train
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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
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Lodi
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| Smokie |
