Crossroads Lyrics

by Tracy Chapman

album: Crossroads (1989),
  Collection (2001)

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All you folks think you own my life 
But you never made any sacrifice 
Demons they are on my trail 
I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell
I look to the left I look to the right 
There're hands that grab me on every side
All you folks think I got my price 
At which I'll sell all that is mine 
You think money rules when all else fails 
Go sell your soul and keep your shell 
I'm trying to protect what I keep inside 
All the reasons why I live my life 
Some say the devil be a mystical thing 
I say the devil he a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try to tell you what you want 
Try to tell you what you need 
Standing at the point 
The road it cross you down 
What is at your back 
Which way do you turn 
Who will come to find you first 
Your devils or your gods 
All you folks think you run my life 
Say I should be willing to comprimise
I say all you demons go back to hell 
I'll save my soul save myself

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