Goin Down The Road Feelin Bad
Carl Perkins
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C C7 I'm going down this road feeling bad:F C C7 Bad luck's all I've ever had;F C Am Going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord,G7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way. [Verse]C C7 Got me way down in jail on my knees:F C C7 This old jailer he sure is hard to pleaseF C Am Feed me on corn, bread and peas, Lord, LordG7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-wayContinues after the adC C7 Sweet mama, won't buy me no shoes:F C C7 Lord, she's left me with these lonesome jailhouse blues;F C Am My sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord,G7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way.C C7 And these two-dollar shoes hurt my feetF C C7 The jailer won't give me enough to eat,F C Am These two-dollar shoes they hurt my feet, Lord, Lord,G7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way [Chorus]C C7 I'm going where the climate suits my clothes;F C C7 Lord, I'm going where these chilly winds never blowF C Am I'm going where the climate suits my clothes, Lord, Lord,G7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way. [Verse]C C7 Am Yes, I'm going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord,F C C7 Lord, I'm going down the road feeling bad,F C Bad luck is all I've ever had,G7 C And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way