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Crossroads (Revisited)
I started noodling around with the slide during intermission at a concert at my brother-in-law’s house, and the next morning over breakfast started playing around with the original lyrics to this song. As I dabbled and experimented, I realized with a lyrical update this offered a new context to our modern American experience. May we leave this crossroads wiser, more humbly and more worldly than we arrived.
AM – vocals, slide acoustic (dropped D)
Original words and music Robert Johnson, © 1990 MPCA King Of Spades (SESAC), new words and melody A. McKnight
Verse 1
Came to a crossroads, no sign marks the way
Came to a crossroads, no sign marks the way
there's great darkness gathering, I know I can't stay
Verse 2
Stand at the crossroads, don't know where to turn
Stand at the crossroads, don't know where to turn
feel the heat at my back, while our house burns
Verse 3
We're leaving this crossroads, a mighty hill to climb
Leaving this crossroads, a mighty hill to climb
Set these burdens down, never look behind
Guess I'll have to trust my soul
