Crossroads
Was born in Texas but the only thing I've known
Was from the Mountains Appalachia and its gold
So ask me questions ask me why I've come so far
Away from my home to a land of lover's charm
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because i've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues im Johnson on the Crossroads
Fell in love with a city that didn't belong to me
Thought that I'd never be free
I'm so entranced by a feeling of absinthe that made me want to dance
I lost my last dime to the creek
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because i've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues im Johnson on the crossroads
Deathbed 1963 will next to me can never be free
I know that I'm stuck here forever ah oui
Oh Paris city of love has taken me for free
There's nothing left less the breath of myself let Johnson welcome me to hell
Let Johnson welcome me to hell
Oh Yeah
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because I've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues I'm Johnson on the Crossroads
Yeah Yeah
I'm Johnson on the Crossroads
Oh Yeah
Was from the Mountains Appalachia and its gold
So ask me questions ask me why I've come so far
Away from my home to a land of lover's charm
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because i've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues im Johnson on the Crossroads
Fell in love with a city that didn't belong to me
Thought that I'd never be free
I'm so entranced by a feeling of absinthe that made me want to dance
I lost my last dime to the creek
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because i've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues im Johnson on the crossroads
Deathbed 1963 will next to me can never be free
I know that I'm stuck here forever ah oui
Oh Paris city of love has taken me for free
There's nothing left less the breath of myself let Johnson welcome me to hell
Let Johnson welcome me to hell
Oh Yeah
That's when I know that I wont make it home
Because I've missed the only train I've known
And I will have to make it on my own
By playing the blues I'm Johnson on the Crossroads
Yeah Yeah
I'm Johnson on the Crossroads
Oh Yeah
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Writer(s): Andres Echeverri
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