Feelin' low Rockin' slow I want to go Right back where I belong Way down south in Birmingham I mean south in Alabama There's an old place where people
Another day of indecision, there's a battle in my head It's not a matter of submission, I'll go wherever I'm led But my mind keeps changing every day
OLD CROSSROADS Writer Bill Monroe Oh my brother take this warning Don't let ol Satan take your hand You'll be lost in sin forever You'll never reach
Boop bop, boop bop Boop bop, boop bop Boop bop, boop bop Boop bop, boop bop Way down South, in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' There's an old place
Yeah My Durango number 95 Take me to the home Kick boots And ultra live See heaven flash A Horrorshow Knock it nice And smooth Step back and Watch it
I'm wandering around in this foggy foul town, it's a terribly silent night, I don't know where I was, and I hardly remember who I am, It's raining again
Well since you are my archenemy I'm gonna give you some time With a heart that's made filled with alcohol Water can be wine Hope the rocks are not too
One more fix just a little bit of that heaven I found crawling in the sun to indulge in this game that'll set me free. sitting, waiting, calling me
Sunday morning freak show someone forgot to pull the plug out on this place a long time ago the angels, the don't come around and the gods, they run like
I never thought it would happen With me and the girl from Clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten When she dealt out the rations With
Arinomama ga suteki dato itte kure ta koto ga Ureshikute ureshikute Knock knock knock knock knock myself We're on the crossing to choose Arororon Jidai
Hey baby, I should have known from the very start That this love we had didn't last You got crossroads in your heart They're goin' north yeah yeah
[Bone] Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone Now tell me whatcha gonna do when there ain't no where to run (tell me what) (When judgment
A chi parla a chi parla questa notte che scende a chi resta a guardarla e nel buio si perde inseguendo un pensiero che varia come il vapore nell\'aria
Questo e perche mi va Questo e per chi ci sta Questo e per chi viene e per chi va E questo e per la mia complicita Ue, Ue! Mi prendo una ragazza e via
Blame it on me is just what they said Blame it on me is just what they said Blame it on me is just what they said Well the crossroad knights have fallen
By Buddy Feyne, William Johnson, Julian Dash & Erskine Hawkins Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Way down
And, Wally, even though you're gone, you've still got love from Bone. My nigga, just rest your soul, and I'll see you at the Crossroad. [Krayzie:]