Down The Dirt Road Blues

Version 1
I’m goin' away, to a world unknown
I’m goin' away, to a world unknown
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 been to the Nation1, oh Lord, but I couldn’t stay there
Some people say them oversea blues ain’t bad
(spoken: Why, of course they are)
Some people say them oversea blues ain’t bad
(spoken: What was a-matter with 'em?!)
It must not a-been them oversea blues I had
Every day seem like murder here
(spoken: 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
(spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
I don’t carry my2, gonna carry me someone else
Version 2
I’m goin' away, to a world unknown
I’m goin' away, to a world unknown
I’m worried now, but I won’t be worried long
Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid
Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid
Ah, Lord, I got some, hmm, finer love somewhere
I feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere
I feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere
I’m glad, but I’m leavin', Lord, but I couldn’t stay there
Some people say them overseas blues ain’t bad
(spoken: Why, of course they are)
Some people say them overseas blues ain’t bad
(spoken: What was the matter with 'em?)
It must not been them overseas blues I had
Everyday seems like murder here
(spoken: My Lord, of course they are)
Everyday seems like murder here
I’m gone leave tomorrow, I know you don’t a bit more care
I can’t go down a dark road by myself
I can’t go down a dark road by myself
(spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
I don’t carry my heart, gonna carry me someone’s else