Walkin’ Blues

Walkin' Blues - Robert Johnson

I went down to the crossroad

Fell down on my knees

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

Ooo ooo eee

I 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

Standin at the crossroad babe

Eee eee eee 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

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 crossraod momma

I looked east and west

I went to the crossraod baby

I looked east and west

Lord I didn't have no sweet woman

Ooh-well babe in my distress