Blowing Down That Old Dusty Road
I'm blowing down this old dusty road
I'm a blowing down this old dusty road
I'm a blowing down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord
An' I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
I'm a going where the water taste like wine
I'm a going where the water taste like wine
I'm a going where the water taste like wine, Lord
An' I ain't a gonna be treated this way
I'm a going where the dust storms never blow
I'm a going where them dust storms never blow
I'm a going where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow
An' I ain't a gonna be treated this 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
But I ain't a gonna be treated this way
I'm a looking for a job at honest pay
I'm a looking for a job at honest pay
I'm a looking for a job at honest pay, Lord, Lord
An' I ain't a gonna be treated this 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 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 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 way
I'm a going down this old dusty road
I'm blowing down this old dusty road
I'm ablowing down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord
An' I ain't agonna be treated this way