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From: Paul Zimmerman 
 
                              LODI
                               CCR
G
Just about a year ago
  C              G
I set out on the road
           G/F#     Em
Seekin' my fame and fortune
    Am                   D
And lookin' for a pot of gold
G                   Em
Things got bad, and things got worse
  C                  G
I guess you know the tune
          D              C     G
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
 
I rode in on a Greyhound,
I'll be walkin' out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must be seven months or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town on a one-night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
If I only had a dollar
For every song I've sung
And every time I've had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know I'd catch the next train
Back to where I live
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
 
 
Peace, love, and soul,
Paul Zimmerman


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Lodi (CCR)

Intro: (1)

Bb 
Just about a year ago 
  Eb             Bb
I set out on the road, 
Bb         Bb/A     Gm
seekin' my fame and fortune, 
Eb                   F
lookin' for a pot of gold. 
Bb         Bb/A    Gm         Bb/F
Things got bad and things got worse, 
  Eb                      Bb
I guess you will know the tune - 
 
         F             Eb    (2) Bb
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 
 
Rode in on the Greyhound, 
I'll be walkin' out if I go. 
I was just passin' through,  
must be seven months or more. 
Ran out of time and money, 
looks like they took my friends - 
 
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 
 
The man from the magazine 
said I was on my way. 
Somewhere I lost connections, 
ran out of songs to play. 
I came into town, a one night stand, 
looks like my plans fell through - 
 
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 

F F  C C  G G  C

C
If I only had a dollar 
    F               C
for every song I've sung 
    C     C/H       Am     C/G
and every time I've had to play 
      F                G
while people sat there drunk, 
    C        C/H       Am      C/G
you know I'd catch the next train 
F                   C
back to where I've lived - 
   C     G               F  (3) C
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 
 
 
Intro (4) ad. lib.


(1)
E|| -----------|-------------|-------------|------------- ||
B|| 3--3-----4-|-4-/6--6--\3-|-4--4-b6p4---|-3----------- ||
G|| 3--3-----5-|-5-/7--7--\3-|-5--5------5-|-3----------- ||
D|| -----------|-------------|-------------|------------- ||
A|| -----------|-------------|-------------|------------- ||
E|| -----------|-------------|-------------|------------- ||

(2)
E|| -----------|-------------|
B|| -----------|-------------|
G|| -------3-5-|-5^6-5b3-----|
D|| -----5-----|---------5---|
A|| -----------|-------------|
E|| -----------|-------------|

(3) same as (2) 2 frets up,
(4) same as (1) 2 frets up.
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____________________________________________________________
Peter Eybert                              pjoe@charon.muc.de
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Lodi (CCR)
        
G
Just about a year ago
  C              G
I set out on the road
           G/F#     Em
Seekin' my fame and fortune
    Am                   D
And lookin' for a pot of gold
G                   Em
Things got bad, and things got worse
  C                  G
I guess you know the tune
          D              C     G
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
 
I rode in on a Greyhound,
I'll be walkin' out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must be seven months or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connection
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town on a one-night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
If I only had a dollar
For every song I've sung
And every time I've had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know I'd catch the next train
Back to where I live
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
 
 
 
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