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 gonna be treated this a-way

I'm down in that jail on my knees
I'm down in that jail on my knees
I'm down in that jail on my knees, lord, lord
I ain't gonna be treated this a-way

They fed me on cornberad and beans, etc
Takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, etc
'cause you two dollar shoes hurt my feet, etc
I'm going where the weather suits my clothes, etc
That's why I'm going down this road feeling bad, etc