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 ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me babe
everybody pass me by

Standin at the crossroad babe
risin sun goin down
I believe to my soul now,
Poor Bob is sinkin down

You can run, you can run

tell my friend Willie Brown
(th)'at I got the croosroad blues this mornin Lord
babe, I'm sinkin down
And I went to the crossroad momma
I looked east and west

Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman
ooh-well babe, in my distress
I went down to the crossroad

Robert Johnson