Crossroads

This story begins near Clarksdale in 1931
I felt asleep in heat of summer
I'm gonna get it!
But the dark clouds came over me
My name is Robert
I'm just a poor man who dreams of glory

For all the diseases, There is a remedy
But do I need it?

And now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
Please don't bring me to church
It could really burn you
Now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
I'm turning my cross in the middle of the crossroads

At this crossroads
My life has changed
I felt much stronger
The wind was blowin' on my face
I'm no longer afraid by the others
No more nightmares and no more doubt
I'm sure I made the right choice, 666!

For all the diseases, There is a remedy
But do I need it?

And now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
Please don't bring me to church
It could really burn you
Now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
I'm turning my cross in the middle of the crossroads

Follow me now!

And now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
Please don't bring me to church
It could really burn you
Now, I'm gonna sell my soul to the Devil
I'm turning my cross in the middle of the crossroads