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Lodi |
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Creedence Clearwater Revival |
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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, 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, 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, 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 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. |
