lirik lagu cisco houston - blowing down that old dusty road
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 a-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
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