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Key: Any

Genre: Folk

Harp Type: Diatonic

Skill: Any

Blowin Down The Road

Blowin’ Down The Road .

Key D 2/4 time

Rather fast, with vitality,= 120 bpm

Guitar chords of A7 D D7 G

Folk song of the American depression era.

Form and origin is a Negro Blues, but

Millions of Okies, Arkies, southern crackers

Homeless and jobless, made it the blues of

“The Grapes of Wrath” people.

A version by Woody Guthrie can be heard on U/Tube

D

Well I’m //:blow-in’ down that/old dust-y/

6 6 6 6 -6 6 7(7) -6 6

D7 G

Road Lawd/Lawd yes I’m/blow-in’down that/

5 5 -4 4 -4 -4 3 3 4 4

D G

Old dust-y/road /yes I’m/blow-in’down that/

-4-4 4 3 4 4 4 3 3 4 4

D

Old dust-y/road Lawd/Lawd an’I/

-4-4 4 -4 6 6 6 6 6

A7 D

ain’t a gon-na be/treat-ed this-a/-way//

6 6 6 6(6)6 6 -5 5 -4 4

D

V2.well I’m goin’where the climate suits my

D7

clothes Lawd Lawd,

G

yes I’m goin’where the climate suits my

D

clothes,

G

yes I’m goin’where the climate suits my

D

clothes Lawd Lawd

A7 D

I’m goin’ where them chilly winds don’t blow.

D

V3 well I’m goin’ where the water tastes like

D7

Wine Lawd, Lawd,

G D

Yes I’m goin’where the water tastes like wine

G D

Yes I’m goin’where the water tastes like wine

Lawd,Lawd,

A7

‘cause the New York* water tastes like

D

Turpentine

D D7

V4 who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone Lawd,Lawd

G D

Who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone

G D

Who’ll stir your gravy when I’m gone Lawd,Lawd

A7 D

When I’m gone down that long lonesome road

D D7

V5 It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet

Lawd,Lawd,

G D

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet,

G D

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet,

Lawd,Lawd,

A7 D

An’I ain’t gonna be treated this–a-way.

D D7

V6 I ain’t got but one old lousy dime, Lawd,Lawd,

G D

I ain’t got but one old lousy dime,

G D

I ain’t got but one old lousy dime, Lawd,Lawd,

A7 D

But I’ll find me a new dollar some old day.

D D7

V7 I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow,

Lawd,Lawd

G D

Yes I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow,

G D

Yes I’m goin’ where the orange blossoms blow

Lawd,Lawd,

A7 D

An I ain’t a-gonna be treated this-a-way

Lyrics