Crossroads

I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above, have mercy now, save poor Bob, if you please
Standing at the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
Whee-hee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn’t nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by
Standing at the crossroads, rising sun going down
Standing at the crossroads baby, the rising sun going down
I believe to my soul now, poor Bob is sinking down
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this morning, Lord, baby I’m sinking down
I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, babe, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn’t have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress