Letra

I'm blowing down this old dusty road i'm blowing down this old dusty road i'm blowing down this old dusty road i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. They say i'm a dust bowl refugee they say i'm a dust bowl refugee they say i'm a dust bowl refugee and i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. I'm going where them dust storms never blow i'm going where them dust storms never blow yes i'm going where them dust storms never blow, lord, lord, and i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. I'm going where the water tastes like wine i'm going where the water tastes like wine i'm going where the water tastes like wine, i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. It takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet it takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet it takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet, lord, lord, and i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. I'm looking for a job with honest pay i'm looking for a job with honest pay i'm looking for a job with honest pay, lord, lord, i ain't gonna be treated this-a way. Well, i'm a-going down this old dusty road yes, i'm going down this old dusty road i'm going down this old dusty road and i ain't gonna be treated this-a way.
Writer(s): Woody Guthrie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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