Woody Guthrie - Going Down the Road (I Ain't Gonna Be Treated This Way) lyrics

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Woody Guthrie - Going Down the Road (I Ain't Gonna Be Treated This Way) lyrics

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, An' 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 a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.