Song Lyrics
i went to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees, i looked east and west, tried to flag a ride
i went to the crossroad
i went to the crossroad
in my distress
tell my friend willie brown
I looked east and west, i m sinkin down
Everybody pass me by, i went to the crossroad Blues, i went to the crossroad
Tell my friend willie brown, tell my friend willie brown
I looked east and west, i looked east and west Crossroad, i didn t have no sweet woman
I went to the crossroad, now save poor bob Johnson, standin at the crossroad
tell my friend willie brown
I believe to my soul, i looked east and west Crossroad, poor bob is sinkin down
i believe to my soul
Now save poor bob, tell my friend willie brown, didn t nobody seem to know me
that i got the crossroad blues this mornin
i didn t have no sweet woman
Tried to flag a ride, in my distress, in my distress
Fell down on my knees, i went to the crossroad Johnson, standin at the crossroad
Standin at the crossroad, i went to the crossroad
Risin sun goin down, tell my friend willie brown
If you please, fell down on my knees, fell down on my knees
I m sinkin down, standin at the crossroad
Standin at the crossroad, if you please Blues, risin sun goin down
tried to flag a ride
tell my friend willie brown
Fell down on my knees, standin at the crossroad Johnson, tell my friend willie brown
I looked east and west, fell down on my knees Blues, if you please
And i went to the crossroad, risin sun goin down Crossroad, i didn t have no sweet woman
Standin at the crossroad, standin at the crossroad, i tried to falg a ride
Fell down on my knees, risin sun goin down
I went to the crossroad, that i got the crossroad blues this mornin
Everybody pass me by, asked the lord above have mercy Crossroad, poor bob is sinkin down
Standin at the crossroad, i tried to falg a ride Crossroad, i tried to falg a ride
Asked the lord above have mercy, risin sun goin down, risin sun goin down
fell down on my knees
standin at the crossroad
fell down on my knees
And i went to the crossroad, standin at the crossroad, tell my friend willie brown
Tried to flag a ride, everybody pass me by Blues, and i went to the crossroad
i didn t have no sweet woman
Tried to flag a ride, asked the lord above have mercy, i believe to my soul
Standin at the crossroad, i went to the crossroad Blues, poor bob is sinkin down
Risin sun goin down, poor bob is sinkin down, i believe to my soul
Poor bob is sinkin down, i tried to falg a ride Johnson, now save poor bob
tell my friend willie brown
I didn t have no sweet woman, i believe to my soul, everybody pass me by