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Lonesome Road Blues

Traditional

Tommy Jarrell

Iím going down this long, lonesome road
Yes, Iím going down this long, lonesome road
Going down this long, lonesome road
Lord I ainít gonna be treated this-a-way.


Oh Iím way down in jail on my knees
Lord Iím way down in jail on my knees
Oh Iím way down in jail on my knees
Lord they feed me on cornbread and peas.


Oh itís mama wonít buy me no shoes
No mama wonít buy me no shoes
No mama wonít buy me no shoes
Lord I ainít gonna be treated this-a-way.


Oh, that sweet talking donít do my baby no good
No, sweet talking donít do my baby no good
Oh, sweet talking donít do my baby no good
Iíd go back and see her if I could.


Oh, Iím going where the chilly winds donít blow
Oh, Iím going where the climate suits my clothes
Iím going where the chilly winds donít blow
And I ainít gonna be treated this-a-way.

 

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