Country Joe McDonald - Blowing Down That Dusty Road lyrics

Guthrie-Hays I'm blowing down this old dusty road I'm blowing down this old dusty road I'm blowing down this old dusty road I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. They say I'm a dust bowl refugee They say I'm a dust bowl refugee They say I'm a dust bowl refugee And I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. I'm going where them dust storms never blow I'm going where them dust storms never blow Yes I'm going where them dust storms never blow, Lord, Lord, And I ain't gonna be treated this-a 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, I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. It takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet It takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet It takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord, Lord, And I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. I'm looking for a job with honest pay I'm looking for a job with honest pay I'm looking for a job with honest pay, Lord, Lord, I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. Well, I'm a-going down this old dusty road Yes, I'm going down this old dusty road I'm going down this old dusty road And I ain't gonna be treated this-a way.