GOING DOWN THAT ROAD (I AIN T GONNA TO BE TREATED THAT WAY) (BLOWING DOWN THIS ROAD)
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- Song Title
- GOING DOWN THAT ROAD (I AIN T GONNA TO BE TREATED THAT WAY) (BLOWING DOWN THIS ROAD)
- Writers
- Publisher
- TRO MUSICA ESPANA SL
- % Publisher Controls
- 100%
- Territory Controlled
- Spain and Portugal
- Lyrics
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I’m blowin’ down this old dusty road,
Yes, I’m blowin’ down this old dusty road.
I’m blowin’ down this old dusty road, Lord God,
And I ain’t a-gonna be treated this-a way.
I’m going where the water tastes like wine… (3 times each)
I’m going where them dust storms never blow…
They say I’m a dust bowl refugee…
I’m looking for a job at honest pay…
My children need three square meals a day…
Your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet…
Takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet…
I’m going down this old dusty road…
I’m goin’ down that road feelin’ bad…
They got me way down in jail on my knees…,
They feed me on corn bread and beans…
I’m goin’ where the climate suits my clothes…
I’m goin’ where the chilly winds never blow…
I’m goin’ where them grapes an’ peaches grow…
I’m gonna change this damned old world around…VIEW COMPLETE FEWER LYRICS
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