I'm goin' down this road feeling bad
I'm goin' down this road feeling bad
I'm goin' down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees
I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees
I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
They feed me on corn bread and beans
They feed me on corn bread and beans
They feed me on corn bread and beans, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
I'm goin' where the chilly winds don't blow
I'm goin' where the chilly winds don't blow
I'm goin' where the chilly winds don't blow, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
I'm goin' where the weather suits my clothes
I'm goin' where the weather suits my clothes
I'm goin' where the weather suits my clothes, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
I'm goin' if I never come back
I'm goin' if I never come back
I'm goin' if I never come back, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way