Cross Road Blues

(Robert Johnson)
1936

I went down to the cross road.
Fell down on my knees
I went down to the cross road.
Fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy,
“save a poor boy if you please.”

Standing at the cross road.
I tried to flag a ride.
Standing at the cross road.
I tried to flag a ride.
Didn’t nobody seem to know me.
Everybody pass me by.

Well, the sun’s goin’ down, child.
Oh, that dark’s gonna catch me here.
Well, the sun’s goin’ down, child.
Oh, that dark’s gonna catch me here.
And I haven’t got no lovin’, sweet woman
who loves and feels my care.

You can run, you can run,
tell my friend, boy, Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run,
tell my friend, boy, Willie Brown.
Well, that I’m standin’ at the cross road, babe.
I believe I’m sinkin’ down.