Karaoké Lodi Tom Jones

Just about a year ago

I went out on the road

Seeking my fame and fortune

I was looking for a pot of gold

Things got bad and things got worse

I guess you know it too

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

Rolling on the greyhound

I'd be walking out if I could

I was passing through here must be seven months or more

I ran out of time and money

Looks like it took my freedom

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

A man from the magazine

Oh, he said I was on my way

But somewhere I lost connection

I ran out of songs to play

I came in town on a one night stand

Looks like my plans feel through

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

Now if I only had a dollar forever this song I've sung

And everytime the band would play the people sat there drunk

You know I would catch the next train and go back to where I lived

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

I said, I say now

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

Oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord

I'm stuck in a Lodi again

This time as you know I am