Going Down The Road Feeling Bad Chords by Doc Watson
Tempo:
114.85 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [G]
[D] [A]
[D] Oh, it's gone down this road feeling bad, [G]
bad luck's all I've [D] ever had.
[G]
Gone down this road [D] feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Got me way down in jail on my knees, [G] this old jailer, he sure is hard [D] to please.
[G] Feed me on cornbread and peas, Lord, [A] Lord, and I ain't gonna be treated this [D] way.
How do you feel about it, Merle?
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[A]
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Sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, [G] Lord, she's left me with these lonesome [D] jailhouse blues.
My [G] sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated this way.
And these two dollar shoes, they hurt my feet, [G] the jailer won't give [D] me nothing.
Lord, [G] these two dollar shoes, they hurt [D] my feet, Lord, Lord, and [A] I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
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I'm going to wear the climate suits, my clothes, [G] Lord, I'm going to wear these chilly [D] winds never blow.
[G] I'm going to wear the climate [D] suits, my clothes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Yes, I'm going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [G] Lord, I'm going down this road [D] feeling bad.
[G] And bad luck's all I've [D] ever had, it sure is, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Biggest one time.
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[D] Oh, it's gone down this road feeling bad, [G]
bad luck's all I've [D] ever had.
[G]
Gone down this road [D] feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Got me way down in jail on my knees, [G] this old jailer, he sure is hard [D] to please.
[G] Feed me on cornbread and peas, Lord, [A] Lord, and I ain't gonna be treated this [D] way.
How do you feel about it, Merle?
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D]
Sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, [G] Lord, she's left me with these lonesome [D] jailhouse blues.
My [G] sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated this way.
And these two dollar shoes, they hurt my feet, [G] the jailer won't give [D] me nothing.
Lord, [G] these two dollar shoes, they hurt [D] my feet, Lord, Lord, and [A] I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
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[D]
[G] [D] [A]
[D]
I'm going to wear the climate suits, my clothes, [G] Lord, I'm going to wear these chilly [D] winds never blow.
[G] I'm going to wear the climate [D] suits, my clothes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Yes, I'm going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [G] Lord, I'm going down this road [D] feeling bad.
[G] And bad luck's all I've [D] ever had, it sure is, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Biggest one time.
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Oh, it's gone down this road feeling bad, _ _ [G]
bad luck's all I've [D] ever had.
_ _ [G]
Gone down this road [D] feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Got me way down in jail on my knees, [G] this old jailer, he sure is hard [D] to please.
_ [G] Feed me on cornbread and peas, Lord, [A] Lord, and I ain't gonna be treated this [D] way.
How do you feel about it, Merle? _
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Sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, _ [G] Lord, she's left me with these lonesome [D] jailhouse blues.
My [G] sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated this way.
And these two dollar shoes, they hurt my feet, _ [G] the jailer won't give [D] me nothing.
_ Lord, [G] these two dollar shoes, they hurt [D] my feet, Lord, Lord, and [A] I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way. _ _ _
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I'm going to wear the climate suits, my clothes, _ [G] Lord, I'm going to wear these chilly [D] winds never blow.
_ [G] I'm going to wear the climate [D] suits, my clothes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
_ Yes, I'm going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [G] Lord, I'm going down this road [D] feeling bad.
[G] And bad luck's all I've [D] ever had, it sure is, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Biggest one time.
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Oh, it's gone down this road feeling bad, _ _ [G]
bad luck's all I've [D] ever had.
_ _ [G]
Gone down this road [D] feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Got me way down in jail on my knees, [G] this old jailer, he sure is hard [D] to please.
_ [G] Feed me on cornbread and peas, Lord, [A] Lord, and I ain't gonna be treated this [D] way.
How do you feel about it, Merle? _
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Sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, _ [G] Lord, she's left me with these lonesome [D] jailhouse blues.
My [G] sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated this way.
And these two dollar shoes, they hurt my feet, _ [G] the jailer won't give [D] me nothing.
_ Lord, [G] these two dollar shoes, they hurt [D] my feet, Lord, Lord, and [A] I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way. _ _ _
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I'm going to wear the climate suits, my clothes, _ [G] Lord, I'm going to wear these chilly [D] winds never blow.
_ [G] I'm going to wear the climate [D] suits, my clothes, Lord, Lord, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
_ Yes, I'm going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord, [G] Lord, I'm going down this road [D] feeling bad.
[G] And bad luck's all I've [D] ever had, it sure is, [A] and I ain't gonna be treated [D] this way.
Biggest one time.
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