Blackwood Company - The Crossroads
lyrics
Been ramblin' seven years
A guitar by my side, mmm hmm
In a boxcar, I'm known to ride

I play gigs just north of Hell
And that is just as well since I done
Sold my soul for clever hands
Oh babe, and I'd do it again

So bring a banjo
And some moonshine
And we'll be jiggin' all night

And if the taste of
This kind of freedom
Whets your appetite

Just head on to the crossroads
In the pale moonlight

The day that Jesus comes
I'll have had all my fun
And I will beg for mercy
Like a lovesick dog

But until that Judgment Day
I'll be livin' life my own way
And ignitin' towns from here to Babylon
My legend told by those who ramble on

So bring a washtub
And some moonshine
And we'll be jiggin' all night

And if the taste of
This kind of freedom
Suits you just right

Then wait down at the crossroads
In the pale moonlight

So bring a fiddle
And some moonshine
And we'll be jiggin' all night

And if the taste of
This kind of freedom
Burns you deep inside

Then head on to the crossroads
Just wait down at the crossroads
Oh, he'll be comin' to the crossroads
In the pale moonlight

[demonic laugh and impish cackle]