Lyrics I'm Goin' Down the Road - The Andrews Sisters, Burl Ives

I'm Goin' Down the Road

I’m going down the road feeling bad
I’m going down the road feeling bad
I’m going down the road feeling bad
I ain’t gonna be treated this way
We’re going where the water tastes like wine
We’re going where the water tastes like wine
We’re going where the water tastes like wine
Oh we ain’t gonna be treated this way
Springfield water tastes like turpentine
Springfield water tastes like turpentine
Springfield water tastes like turpentine
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way
Who will stir your gravy when I’m gone
Who will stir your gravy when I’m gone
Who will stir your gravy when I’m gone
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way
Two-dollar shoes hurt my feet
Two-dollar shoes hurt my feet
Two-dollar shoes hurt my feet
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way
Takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet
Ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet
Ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way
I’m way down in jail on my knees
Way down in jail on my knees
Way down in jail on my knees
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
Oh I ain’t gonna be treated this way