Up Jumped the Devil

I went down to the crossroads, trying to make my stand
I went down to the crossroads trying to make my stand
Up jump the Devil walking like a man
Ah, walking like a man walking like a man
Had blood red eyes moved without a sound
Blood red eyes moving without a sound
Ah, up jumped the devil
I just can't turn around
Hey

And the blues its a low down shaky chill
If you never had them better hope you never will

He Took me to the mountain, waved with his right hand
Took me to the mountain and waved his right hand
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble all on the land
All on the land

And the blues lowdown shakey chill
If you never had them, better hope you never will

Ah, up jumped the devil, walking like a man
Ah, up Jumped the devil trouble all on the land
Trouble all on the land



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Johnson
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