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