(Robert Johnson, The King of the Delta Blues, is famously said to have "gone down to the crossroads"  ie he did a deal with the devil, selling his soul for fortune and fame.  I did the same, selling mine for my sexual attraction to women.

Played on my home-made 3-string cigar box guitar.)

 

I went down to the Crossroads

To meet him as I planned

I went down to the Crossroads

To meet him as I planned

He grinned at me and whispered

My soul slipped through my hands.

 

He said that he’d give me

(His eyes as black as coal)

He said that he'd give me

(His eyes as black as coal)

My pick of any woman

And, in return, my soul.

 

He’ll cheat you will the devil

With his lies so grand

He won from me my soul

And now I understand

I’m still no use with women

He didn’t shake my hand.

 

I went down to the Crossroads

To meet him as I planned

I went down to the Crossroads

To meet him as I planned

He grinned at me and whispered

My soul slipped through my hands.