This is the reason there are no more real bluesmen around

Crossroad Blues

Well I've been playing my guitar, yeah but my chops have dried up cold
I'm going down the crossroads to sell the devil my soul
Gonna trade it in for guitar playin' skills in good old rock and roll

Yeah I'm gonna find the devil man, cos now I have no fear
Been walking round for a good hour now, well there must be one round here
Well I can't find no crossroads, there just ain't any near

Well now I have no energy, yeah girl, and that is why I'm blue
Well his is a dilemma now, oh, what shall I do?
If I can't find no crossroads, means I can't find no devil too

I won't find no devil man, no, I won't see him about
And I'll never find no crossroads, cos now I have no doubt
That the council has changed them all into mini-roundabouts
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