Lonesome Road Blues lyrics

Song information

Artist: Bill Monroe
Album: Mr. Bluegrass

Lyrics

Lonesome road blues - bill monroe
(Album: mr. bluegrass; monroe)

I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees,great god
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain

They feed me on corn bread and beens
They feed me on corn bread and beens
They feed me on corn bread and beens, o lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain

I ain't got no shoes on my feet
I ain't got no shoes on my feet
I ain't got no shoes on my feet, lord god
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot, great god
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain

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, o lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain

I'm goin' if I never get back
I'm goin' if I never get back
I'm goin' if I never get back, lord god
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

* refrain