Lodi -A

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road

Seeking my fame and fortune, I'm looking for a pot of gold

Things got bad and things got worse, I guess you know the tune

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in that lode again

I rode on the grainy hound, I'll be walking out if I go

I was just passing through, it must be seven months or more

Run of the time and moneys Looks like they took my friends

Oh Lord, he's took the lodia again Oh Lord, he's took the lodia again

The man from the magazine said I was on my way

But somewhere I lost connection, run out of songs to play

I came into town, I was nightstand, this looks like my plans filled through

Oh, Lord, I'm stuck in the Lord's eye again Oh, Lord, I'm stuck in the Lord's eye again

If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung

Or every time I have to play while people say they're drunk

You know I catch the next train back to where I live

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in the Lord's eye again

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in the Lord's eye again