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An Anonymous Worker

"Goin' Down the Road Feelin' Bad" (karaoke)

"Goin' Down the Road Feelin' Bad" (sheet music)


I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad;

I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad;

I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

I’m goin’ where them dust storms never blow;

I’m goin’ where them dust storms never blow;

I’m goin’ where them dust storms never blow, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

I’m goin’ where the climate suits my clothes;

I’m goin’ where the climate suits my clothes;

I’m goin’ where the climate suits my clothes, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

I’m lookin’ for a job with honest pay;

I’m lookin’ for a job with honest pay;

I’m lookin’ for a job with honest pay, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

These two-dollar shoes hurt my feet;

These two-dollar shoes hurt my feet;

These two-dollar shoes hurt my feet, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

But ten-dollar shoes fit ‘em neat;

But ten-dollar shoes fit ‘em neat;

But ten-dollar shoes fit ‘em neat, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

I’m goin’ where the water tastes like wine;

I’m goin’ where the water tastes like wine;

I’m goin’ where the water tastes like wine, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

The water here, it tastes like turpentine;

The water here, it tastes like turpentine;

The water here, it tastes like turpentine, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

 

I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad;

I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad;

I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad, Lord, Lord;

And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.


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