Down The Dirt Road Blues

I'm goin' away to Illinois
 I'm goin' away to Illinois
 I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
 My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid
 My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid
 Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' with
 I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
 I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
 I've been to the Nation, Lord, but I couldn't stay there
 Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
 (Why, of course they are)
 Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
 (What was a-matter with 'em)
 It must not a-been them oversea blues I had
 Every day seem like murder here
 (My God, I'm no sheriff)
 Every day seem like murder here
 I'm gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don't bid my care
 Can't go down any dirt road by myself
 Can't go down any dirt road by myself
 (My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
 I don't carry mine, gonna carry me someone else