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Song Name: |
Goin' Down The Road |
By: |
Woody Guthrie |
Posted By: |
chibluesteve |
Difficulty: |
Any |
Key: |
G |
Genre: |
Folk |
Harp Type: |
Diatonic |
Audio: |
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Created: |
2008-06-10 21:06:44 |
Modified: |
0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Rating: |
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| | Fav Count: | 7 |
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I'm blowin' down this old dusty road,
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I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road,
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I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord,
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An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way.
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I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine,
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I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine,
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I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, Lord, Lord,
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An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way.
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I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow,
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I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow,
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I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow,
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An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-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 a-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 a-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 a-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 a-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 a-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 a-way. |
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