Ry Cooder

Well I'm standin' at the crossroads, I'm tryin' to think right I'm standin' at the crossroads, tryin' to think right All my friends seem to know me But just keep passin' me on by I'm standin' at the crossroads, fell down on my knees Standin' at the crossroads, fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy Won't you forgive me please You can run, you can run, tell my friend boy I see Willie, but I can't run You can run, you can run Tell my friend Willie Brown Saw him standin' at the crossroads I was sinkin' I mean sinkin' down Sun goin' down, God gonna catch me here Well, sun goin' down, God gonna catch me here I ain't got no lovin' sweet woman Let me feel my fear [Jam Outro - The ghost of Robert John begins a long, slow retreat back into his grave, followed by his minions.] Well I'm standin' at the crossroads I'm standin' at the crossroads Takin' a little deal down at the crossroads Takin' a little deal Takin' a liitle deal Lay down at the crossroads Make a little deal At the crossroads Go, let the devil ride Go, let the devil ride Just remember, if you let him ride The devil, he's gonna wanna drive Look out Pick me up Pick me up Pick me up Pick me up I'm standin' at the crossroads I'm so lonesome down here Powerful fever in the mornin' Powerful fever in the evenin' Why don't cha' Pick me up? Why don't cha' Pick me up? Why don't cha' Pick me up? Why don't cha' Pick me up? Why don't cha' Pick me up Why don't cha' Pick me up? [The opening guitar phrase is repeated once and distorted at its end for the close.]