Testo I'm Goin' Down The Road

(Big Bill Broonzy) 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