Thursday, September 11, 2025
 Blowin' Down This Road
 (I Ain't A-Gonna Be Treated This Way)
Short instrumental intro
I'm blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way.
I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine,
I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine,
I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow,
I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow,
I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
Very brief instrumental break
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,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
Very brief instrumental break
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,
And 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,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
Your two dollar shoe hurts my feet,
Your two dollar shoe hurts my feet,
Yes, your two dollar shoe hurts my feet, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
I'm a-goin' down this old dusty road,
I'm blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.
Instrumental outro
http://www.protestsonglyrics.net/Great_Depression_Songs/Blowing-Down-This-Road.phtml
First recorded on the Victor record 26619-B, April 26, 1940, by folk protest singer Woody Guthrie.
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