I'm Goin Down The Road
by 
Big Bill Broonzy 
recording of 19 
from Blues Roots Vol. 4, 
Goin' down this road, now, feelin' bad, baby 
Goin' down this road feelin' so miserable and bad 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm tired eatin' your corn bread an' beans, baby, 
tired eatin' your corn bread an' beans, right now 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm goin' down this road, now, feelin' bad, baby 
Goin' down this road feelin' so low and bad 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
These two-dollar shoes is killin' my feet, baby, 
two-dollar shoes is killin' my feet, right now 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
Take a ten dollar shoes would fit my feet, baby 
Ten dollar shoes would fit my feet, right now 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm goin' down this road, now, feelin' bad, baby 
Goin' down this road feelin' so miserable and bad 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm goin while the weather suits my clothes, baby 
Goin' while the weather suits my clothes, tomorrow 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm goin while that chilly wind don't blow, baby 
Goin' while that chilly wind don't blow, tomorrow 
I ain't gonna be treated this a' way 
I'm goin' down this road, now, feelin' bad, baby 
Goin' down this road feelin' so miserable and bad 
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way 

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