Down At The Crossroads
written by: Richard Wall
@writinblues
I pilgrimmed to the Delta
To mark 50 summers passed
And wandered through the cotton land
Imagining the past
I searched for myth and folklore
Of pacts and midnight deals
I found the blues in Clarksdale
The truth, to me, revealed
I stopped on Highway 61
Where it crosses ’49
I saw the devil in the detail
As I stood beneath the sign
‘The CROSSROADS’
Screams the banner
Cartoon axes painted blue
Someone traded in their soul, it’s said
Looks like that might be true
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