Blowin' Down This Road (I Ain't Going to Be Treated This Way)

I'm blowin' down this old, dusty road
 I'm a-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 way
 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine
 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine
 I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, Lord
 An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way
 I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow
 I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow
 I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow
 An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this 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
 But I ain't a-gonna be treated this 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 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 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 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 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 way