Blowing Down This Old Dusty Road (Going Down the Road Feeling Bad) - Woody Guthrie

I'm blowin' down this old dusty road

I'm a blowin' down this old dusty road

I'm a blowin' down this old dusty road Lord Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I'm a goin' where the water taste like wine

I'm a goin' where the water taste like wine

I'm a goin' where the water taste like wine Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

I'm a goin' where the dust storms never blow

I'm a goin' where them dust storms never blow

I'm a goin' where them dust storms never blow blow blow

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

They say I'm a dust bowl refugee

Yes they say I'm a dust bowl refugee

They say I'm a dust bowl refugee Lord Lord

But I ain't a gonna be treated this way

I'm a lookin' for a job at honest pay

I'm a lookin' for a job at honest pay

I'm a lookin' for a job at honest pay Lord Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

My children need three square meals a day

Now my children need three square meals a day

My children need three square meals a day Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet Lord Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

Your a two dollar shoe hurts my feet

Your two dollar shoe hurts my feet

Yes your two dollar shoe hurts my feet Lord Lord

An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way

I'm a goin' down this old dusty road

I'm blowin' down this old dusty road

I'm ablowin' down this old dusty road Lord Lord

An' I ain't agonna be treated this way