Lonesome Road Blues

I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

They feed me on corn bread and beans ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

Two dollar shoes they hurt my feet ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I'm going where the weather fits my clothes ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I've got them old lonesome road blues ( x3 )
Sweet talk don't do my baby no good ( x3 )
A black cat's a right sorry sign ( x3 )

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