Blowin’ Down The Road - Woody Guthrie

I’m going down this road feeling bad

I’m going down this road feeling bad

I’m going down this road feeling bad, bad, bad

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way

I’m going where the water tastes like wine

I’m going where the water tastes like wine

I’m going where the water tastes like wine, wine, wine

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way

Takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet

Takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet

Takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord, Lord

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way

Your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet

I said your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet

Your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Lord, God

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way

I ain’t gonna be treated this way

I ain’t gonna be treated this way

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way, Lord, God

and I ain’t gonna be treated this way