Verse ICJust about a year ago,
I FM7set out on the rCoad,
CSeekin' my fame and fortune,
Glookin' for a pot of gold.
CThings got bad, and things got worse,
I FM7guess you know the Ctune.
COh Lord, sGtuck in Lodi aFM7gain.Verse IICRode in on the Greyhound, I'll be FM7walkin' out if I Cgo.
Well CI was just passin' through, must be, Gseven months or more.
CRan out of time and money,
FM7looks like they took my fCriends.
COh Lord, sGtuck in Lodi aFM7gain.
Guitar Solo IC....
FM7......
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FM7.....
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Verse IIIWell a
Cman from the magazine
FM7said I was on my
Cway.
CSomewhere I lost connections,
And
Gran out of songs to play.
I
Ccame into town, a one night stand,
FM7looks like my plans fell
Cthrough
COh Lord, s
Gtuck in Lodi a
FM7gain.
Guitar Solo IIC....
FM7......
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C.....
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FM7.....
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Verse IVYeah
Cif I only had a dollar,
for
FM7every song I've
Csung.
Cevery time the band would play and
Gpeople sat there drunk.
You
Cknow, I'd catch the next train
Way
FM7back to where I l
Cive.
COh Lord, s
Gtuck in Lodi a
FM7gain.
I said
Coh Lord, s
Gtuck in Lodi a
FM7gain.
Guitar Solo IIIC....
FM7......
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C.....
G...
FM7.....
C.