Song Name: | Blowin Down The Road | By: | Traditional |
Posted By: | harmusman | Difficulty: | Any |
Key: | Any | Genre: | Folk |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2013-10-25 07:12:44 | Modified: | 2013-11-05 10:46:57 |
Song: | Blowin’ Down The Road . Key D 2/4 time Rather fast, with vitality,= 120 bpm Guitar chords of A7 D D7 G Folk song of the American depression era. Form and origin is a Negro Blues, but Millions of Okies, Arkies, southern crackers Homeless and jobless, made it the blues of “The Grapes of Wrath” people. A version by Woody Guthrie can be heard on U/Tube
D Well I’m //:blow-in’ down that/old dust-y/ 6 6 6 6 -6 6 7(7) -6 6 D7 G Road Lawd/Lawd yes I’m/blow-in’down that/ 5 5 -4 4 -4 -4 3 3 4 4 D G Old dust-y/road /yes I’m/blow-in’down that/ -4-4 4 3 4 4 4 3 3 4 4 D Old dust-y/road Lawd/Lawd an’I/ -4-4 4 -4 6 6 6 6 6 A7 D ain’t a gon-na be/treat-ed this-a/-way// 6 6 6 6(6)6 6 -5 5 -4 4 D V2.well I’m goin’where the climate suits my D7 clothes Lawd Lawd, G yes I’m goin’where the climate suits my D clothes, G yes I’m goin’where the climate suits my D clothes Lawd Lawd A7 D I’m goin’ where them chilly winds don’t blow.
D V3 well I’m goin’ where the water tastes like D7 Wine Lawd, Lawd, G D Yes I’m goin’where the water tastes like wine G D Yes I’m goin’where the water tastes like wine Lawd,Lawd, A7 ‘cause the New York* water tastes like D Turpentine D D7 V4 who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone Lawd,Lawd G D Who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone G D Who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone Lawd,Lawd A7 D When I’m gone down that long lonesome road D D7 V5 It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet Lawd,Lawd, G D It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, G D It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lawd,Lawd, A7 D An’I ain’t gonna be treated this–a-way. D D7 V6 I ain’t got but one old lousy dime, Lawd,Lawd, G D I ain’t got but one old lousy dime, G D I ain’t got but one old lousy dime, Lawd,Lawd, A7 D But I’ll find me a new dollar some old day. D D7 V7 I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow, Lawd,Lawd G D Yes I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow, G D Yes I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow Lawd,Lawd, A7 D An I ain’t a-gonna be treated this-a-way
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