New Year

G D C G G C G Just about a year ago, I set out on the road, Em C D Seekin my fame and fortune, lookin for a pot of gold. G Em C G Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune. D C G Oh ! lord, stuck in Lodi again. G C G Rode in on the Greyhound, I’ll be walkin out if I go. Em C D I was just passin through, must be seven months or more. G Em C G Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends. D C G Oh ! lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again. G C G The man from the magazine said I was on my way. Em C D Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play. G Em C G I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through D C G Oh ! lord, stuck in Lodi again. D A E A Mmmm... A D A If I only had a dollar, for every song I’ve sung. F#m D E And every time I’ve had to play while people sat there drunk. A F#m D A You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live. E D A Oh ! lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again. E D A Oh ! lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again.