Down The Dirt Road Blues

I'm goin' away to Illinois

I'm goin' away to Illinois

I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long

My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid

My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid

Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' with

I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere

I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere

I've been to the Nation, Lord, but I couldn't stay there

Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad

(Why, of course they are)

Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad

(What was a-matter with 'em)

It must not a-been them oversea blues I had

Every day seem like murder here

(My God, I'm no sheriff)

Every day seem like murder here

I'm gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don't bid my care

Can't go down any dirt road by myself

Can't go down any dirt road by myself

(My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)

I don't carry mine, gonna carry me someone else