Cross Road Blues

Robert Johnson

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    I went down to the crossroad
    Fell down on my knees
    I went down to the crossroad
    Fell down on my knees

    Asked the lord above
    Have mercy now, save poor Bob, if you please
    Standin' at the crossroad
    Tried to flag a ride

    I tried to flag a ride
    Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe
    Everybody pass me by
    Standin' at the crossroad, babe
    Risin' sun goin' down
    Standin' at the crossroad, babe
    Risin' sun goin' down

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    I believe to my soul now,
    Poor Bob is sinkin' down
    You can run, you can run
    Tell my friend Willie Brown

    You can run, you can run
    Tell my friend Willie Brown
    (Th)'at I got the crosroad blues this mornin' Lord
    Babe, I'm sinkin' down

    And I went to the crossroad, momma
    I looked east and west
    I went to the crossroad, baby
    I looked east and west
    Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman
    Well, babe, in my distress

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    Composition: Robert Leroy Johnson (Protected Shares)

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