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"

 Yeoo, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
 Ooo 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, risin' sun goin' down
 I believe to my soul, now, poor Bob is sinkin' 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 mornin', Lord, babe, I'm sinkin' down

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