Where You Were
    by Douglas Gilbert

I descended over there
where back roads cross

I went down ’cause it’s
a scene of a double-cross

now I’m going where if I’d die
I’d be seen at the crossroads, seen

where famous blues are wailed. Hey
have sympathy for me if I’d say
there’ll be no blue moon tonight

No, I’m descending to
the crossroads
because I know

you sang so sweetly once,
riding to the crossroads
touching me a blue moon.

No, I’m descending to remember
’cause I know the crossroads are dark


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