Letra de Going Down The Road (I Ain't Going To Be Treated This Way)

I’m going down the road feeling bad I’m going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord And I ain’t gonna be treated this way Oh they feed me on cornbread and beans They feed me on cornbread and beans They feed me on cornbread and beans, Lord, Lord And I ain’t gonna be treated this way Going where the water tastes like wine Yea, I’m going where the water tastes like wine I’m going where the water tastes like wine, Lord, Lord And I ain’t gonna be treated this way Takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet Takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet Takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord, Lord I ain’t gonna be treated this way I’m looking for a job, move on and spread I’m looking for a job, move on and spread I’m looking for a job, move on and spread, Lord, Lord I ain’t gonna be treated this way I’m going down that old dusty road Yea, I’m going down that old dusty road Going down that old dusty road, Lord, Lord And I ain’t gonna be treated this way I’m going down the road feeling bad I’m going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord And I ain’t gonna be treated this way