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"

Yeah, standing at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Oh, yeah, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody pass me by

Standing at the crossroad, baby, rising sun going down
Standing at the crossroad, baby, yeah, yeah, rising sun going down
I believe to my soul, now, poor Bob is sinking down

You [bad word]  you [bad word]  tell my friend Willie Brown
You [bad word]  you [bad word]  tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this morning, Lord, babe, I'm sinking down

And I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, baby, I looked east and west
Lold, I didn't have no sweet woman, oh well, babe, in my distress