black clouds blowing 'cross a blustery sky
black clouds blowing 'cross a blustery sky
south of highway 7 all alone crying
when you sell your soul it opens a deep dark hole
when you sell your soul it opens a deep dark hole
drink'll leave you thirsty fire'll leave you cold
it started with desires sweet soft kiss
it started with desires sweet soft kiss
ended in an alley with my face against a fist
redemption have mercy on me
redemption have mercy on me
a body's but a prison when the soul's a refugee
i'm pulling into greenwood to get down on my knees
pulling into greenwood to get down on my knees
by robert johnson's grave pray my soul back to me