I'm not dying and I'm far from gone
I've slapped my face to check out how I feel
Come on Robert Johnson
Though we're worlds apart
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Though we're worlds apart
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Come on Robert Johnson
I'm wading out this muddy water
Come on Robert Johnson
And I'm wading out this muddy water
I'm wading out this muddy water
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind
Kept a little of mine on hand
With the Devil in our heart
Though we're worlds apart
You and I know what it's like
This life of mine seemed surreal at times
Though we're worlds apart
With the Devil in our heart
Been stranded in the wasteland
You and I know what it's like
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Kept a little of mine on hand
You and I know what it's like
With the Devil in our heart
Been stranded in the wasteland, yeah
The blues man spent his candle but his pain lives on
Who lives behind the mask was never proved
Come on Robert Johnson
Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead
Rattling chains all around my bed
Kept a little of mine on hand
And I'm wading out this muddy water
Been stranded in the wasteland, yeah
There's hostages to prove it's true
Been stranded in the wasteland
You sold your soul at the crossroads
Could it be I'm not for real?
You and I know what it's like
Kept a little of mine on hand
In the wasteland
With the Devil in our heart
In the wasteland
