(Robert Johnson)
(arranged by Bruce/Baker/Clapton)

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.



Original text by Robert Johnson:

Cross Road Blues

I went to the crossroad
    fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad
    fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now
    save poor Bob, if you please''
Yeeoo, standin' at the crossroad
    tried to flag a ride
ooee ooee eeee
    I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe
    everybody pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad, baby
    risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby
    eee eee eee, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now
    po' Bob is sinkin' down
You can run, you can run
    tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run
    tell my friend Willie Brown
'at I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord
    babe, I'm sinkin' down
And I went to the crossroad, mama
    I looked east and west
twenttothecrossroad,baby
    I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman
    ooh-well, babe, in my distress

Notes: Webster's devines "at the crossroads" as "at the point where
       one must choose behueen different courses of action",
       "distress" as "the state of being distressed, anything that
       distresses, a state of danger or trouble."