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Goin' Down the Road Feelin' Bad lyrics
(Big Bill Broonzy)
Goin' down this road now feelin' bad, baby
I'm goin' down this road feelin' so low and bad
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
I'm tired o' eatin' your corn bread and beans, baby
I'm tired o' eatin' your corn bread and beans, right now
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 ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, baby
Ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, right now
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
I'm goin' down this road feelin' bad, baby
I'm goin' down this road feelin' so miserable and bad
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
I'm goin' where the chilly wind don't blow, baby
I'm goin' where the chilly wind don't blow, no more
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
I'm goin' where the weather suits my clothes, baby
I'm goin' where the weather suits my clothes, tomorrow
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
I'm goin' down this road now feelin' bad, baby
I'm goin' down this road feelin' so low and bad
I ain't gonna be treated this-a way
Part of these releases
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- Track 20 on House Rent Stomp
- 19 See See Rider
- 21 Plowhand Blues
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