I'm Going Down The Road

I’m going down the road feeling bad, Lord
I’m going down the road feeling bad,
I’m going down the road feeling bad, oh, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I’m going where the water tastes like wine, Lord
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine, oh, Lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I’m going where the climate suits my clothes,
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes,
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes, oh, Lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord
It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet,
It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, oh, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I'm going down this old dusty road, Lord
I'm going down this old dusty road,
I'm going down this old dusty road, oh, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Traditional, adapted and arranged by W. Guthrie & L. Hayes
(as it appears on the album Folkland Songs)

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