Song Name: | Goin' Down The Road | By: | Woody Guthrie |
Posted By: | chibluesteve | Difficulty: | Any |
Key: | G | Genre: | Folk |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2008-06-10 21:06:44 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | 5 6 6 6 6 -6 6 6 5
I'm blowin' down this old dusty road, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 4 -3" 4 I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 4 -4 5 5 6 I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord, 6 6 6 6 6 6 -6 6 5 -4 -3" 4 An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. 5 5 6 6 6 6 -6 -6 6 6 5 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 -4 4 -3" 4 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 5 5 6 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, Lord, Lord, 6 6 6 6 6 6 -6 6 5 -4 -3" 4 An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. 5 5 6 6 6 6 -6 -6 6 6 5 I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 -4 4 -3" 4 I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, 5 5 -4 -3" 4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 5 5 6 I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow, 6 6 6 6 6 6 -6 6 5 -4 -3" 4 An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. 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, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-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, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. 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, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-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, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. Your a-two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Yes, your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-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, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. |