...and dreamed it was still night.
Singers have multiplied more than traffic lights.
I met one at the crossroads. He said, "Are you the Devil?"
Such hope in his eyes I had to say yes.
He said, "I'll pay no mind to your reputation."
I said, "I wouldn't sell it for less."
He said, "I've got no soul, but I've got a guitar"
I said, "I've got no money, but I've got the blues."
He said, "I've got something to offer."
I said, "I've got nothing to lose."
I met the devil at the crossroads and he said, "All I ever wanted was to play the blues."
He said, "I'll make a deal with you. I'll give you the wings of my back if you'll give me the song in your heart."
I said, "I know where this will end, but I don't know where to start."