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Going Down The Road Feeling Bad Teclado

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Going Down The Road Feeling Bad

Tono: C

Going Down The Road Feeling Bad Key GG

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Going Down The Road Feeling Bad Key CC(tono original)

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C                                C7 
I'm going down this road feeling bad: 
F                        C    C7 
Bad luck's all I've ever had; 
F                            C          Am 
Going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way. 

Verse 
C                             C7 
Got me way down in jail on my knees: 
F                                  C      C7 
This old jailer he sure is hard to please 
F                          C           Am 
Feed me on corn, bread and peas, Lord, Lord 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way 
C                           C7 
Sweet mama, won't buy me no shoes: 
F                                                 C      C7 
Lord, she's left me with these lonesome jailhouse blues; 
F                             C            Am 
My sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord, 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way. 
C                                  C7 
And these two-dollar shoes hurt my feet   
F                                  C   C7 
The jailer won't give me enough to eat, 
F                                   C           Am 
These two-dollar shoes they hurt my feet, Lord, Lord, 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way 

C                                    C7 
I'm going where the climate suits my clothes; 
F                                              C    C7 
Lord, I'm going where these chilly winds never blow 
F                                    C              Am 
I'm going where the climate suits my clothes, Lord, Lord, 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way. 

Verse 
C                                    C7         Am             
Yes, I'm going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, 
F                                     C    C7 
Lord, I'm going down the road feeling bad, 
F                         C 
Bad luck is all I've ever had, 
      G7                          C 
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way