| I’m blowing down this old dusty road
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| i’m blowing down this old dusty road
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| i’m blowing down this old dusty road
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| i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| They say i’m a dust bowl refugee
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| they say i’m a dust bowl refugee
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| they say i’m a dust bowl refugee
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| and i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| I’m going where them dust storms never blow
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| i’m going where them dust storms never blow
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| yes i’m going where them dust storms never blow, lord, lord,
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| and i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| I’m going where the water tastes like wine
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| i’m going where the water tastes like wine
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| i’m going where the water tastes like wine,
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| i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| It takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet
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| it takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet
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| it takes a twenty dollar shoe to fit my feet, lord, lord,
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| and i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| I’m looking for a job with honest pay
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| i’m looking for a job with honest pay
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| i’m looking for a job with honest pay, lord, lord,
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| i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way.
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| Well, i’m a-going down this old dusty road
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| yes, i’m going down this old dusty road
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| i’m going down this old dusty road
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| and i ain’t gonna be treated this-a way. |