Lodi
Creedence Clearwater Revival
G D C G
GJust about a year ago, I Cset out on the Groad,
Seekin my fame and Emfortune, Clookin for a pot of Dgold.
GThings got bad, and Emthings got worse, I Cguess you will know the Gtune.
GOh! Glord, Dstuck in Lodi CagainG.
GRode in on the Greyhound, I’ll be Cwalkin out if I Ggo.
I was just passin Emthrough, must be Cseven months or Dmore.
GRan out of time and Emmoney, Clooks like they took my Gfriends.
GOh! Glord, I’m Dstuck in Lodi CagainG.
G C G
G D C G
GThe man from the magazine, Csaid I was on my Gway.
Somewhere I lost Emconnections, Cran out of songs to Dplay.
GI came into town, a Emone night stand, Clooks like my plans fell Gthrough
GOh! Glord, Dstuck in Lodi CagainG.
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Mmmm
AIf I only had a dollar, for Devery song I’ve Asung.
And every time I’ve F#mhad to play while Dpeople sat there Edrunk.
You Aknow, I'd catch the F#mnext train, Dback to where I Alive.
AOh! Alord, I’m Estuck in Lodi DagainA.
AOh! Alord, I’m Estuck in Lodi DagainA.
A. . .