Down The Dirt Road Blues

I'm goin' away to Illinois I'm goin' away to Illinois I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' with I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere I've been to the Nation, Lord, but I couldn't stay there Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad (Why, of course they are) Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad (What was a-matter with 'em) It must not a-been them oversea blues I had Every day seem like murder here (My God, I'm no sheriff) Every day seem like murder here I'm gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don't bid my care Can't go down any dirt road by myself Can't go down any dirt road by myself (My Lord, who ya gonna carry?) I don't carry mine, gonna carry me someone else