A.k.a. "Goin' Down the Road Feeling Bad"", "Blowin' Down This Road", "Chilly Winds" and "Way Down in Jail on My Knees". There are many versions of the song's words. 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
But also: I'm going down that long lonesome road lord, lord I'm going down that long lonesome road I'm going down that long lonesome road lord, lord I ain't gonna be treated this way
Well I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow Going where those chilly winds don't blow Well I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow lord, lord I ain't gonna be treated this way
Some have these opening two verses -
Going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad Going down the road feeling bad, hey hey hey, yeah Don't wanna be treated this a way
Going where the climate suits my clothes I'm going where the climate suits my clothes Going where the climate suits my clothes Don't wanna be treated this a way
Bill Monroe's version starts out this way (talking about "down in the jailhouse on my knees")
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
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