Crossroads

When the lightning strikes in the dead of night And you can't hear that call to sleep You just take stroll down where you sell your soul The devil made a deal with me Down there, at the Crossroads With the shadows on my back I sold my soul to the devil, he turned my blues in to black I've been a lonely fool, but had this old guitar I'll meet ya where the roads get crossed Down by the old oak tree, that's where he said to me These Blues it seems would have a cost Down there, at the Crossroads With the shadows on my back I sold my soul to the devil, he turned my blues in to black As I walked down through the boneyard I still had darkness on my side I took a seat right where the old souls sleep Thought I'd take this guitar for a ride Down there, at the Crossroads With the shadows on my back I sold my soul to the devil, he turned my blues in to black Well I used to be two-bit hustler Only the clothes upon my back I owe my soul to the man below Go ahead child and don't look back Down there, at the Crossroads With the shadows on my back I sold my soul to the devil, he turned my blues in to black He turned my blues into black I sold my soul to the devil, he turned my blues in to black