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"
Yeeooo, standin' at the crossroad
Tried to flag a rideOoh ooh eee
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
Eee eee eee, risin' sun goin' downI 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 croosroad blues this mornin' LordBabe, I'm sinkin' down
And I went to the crossraod momma
I looked east and west
I went to the crossraod baby
I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman
Ooh-well babe, in my distress
Songwriters
ROBERT JOHNSONPublished by
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