Friend Diana

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. Mmmm... G C G If I only had a dollar, for every song I've sung. Em C D And every time I've had to play while people sat there drunk. G Em C G You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live. D C G Oh! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again. D C G Oh! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.