Standing At The Crossroads
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Version 1 is a live recording, performed with a band
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Version 2 is a full studio recording
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lyrics version 1
Oh Australia is where the beautiful people are
You got so many crazy kind of animals
And at night you got millions of stars
But you must love one another
I see those aboriginals standing outside the bar
You must love one another
Well I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
Some people take the high road
Some people take the low
Way back among the woods among the evergreens
Down near New Orleans
There lived a ???
A little boy named Johnny B Goode
Never ever learned to read or write too well
But he guitar just like a ringing a bell
Oh oh (go)
Go Johnny go go go go-oh
Go Johnny go go go woo
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Oh oh-oh oh-ah
Johnny be good
No bridge [Spoken]
If you are standing at the crossroads
And you don't feel well
You see Johnny guitar
And he's playing just like a ringing a bell
Then you must tell him this
Tell him that the high road goes to heaven
But the low road goes to hell
Go go Johnny go go go, take that high road
Go go Johnny go go go, take that high road
See that cross made of wood, little Johnny be good
Thanks for coming to the last concert of the last tour
And if you're standing at the crossroads and you don't know which way to go
Just remember Jesus is coming back to earth
Sweet chariot's gonna swing low [Spoken]
Standing at the crossroads, which way should we go
Standing at the crossroads, which way should we go
Jesus stands at your heart and he keeps on knocking and knocking on your door
He keeps on knocking on your door
Go wo-oh
Wey
You got so many crazy kind of animals
And at night you got millions of stars
But you must love one another
I see those aboriginals standing outside the bar
You must love one another
Well I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
Some people take the high road
Some people take the low
Way back among the woods among the evergreens
Down near New Orleans
There lived a ???
A little boy named Johnny B Goode
Never ever learned to read or write too well
But he guitar just like a ringing a bell
Oh oh (go)
Go Johnny go go go go-oh
Go Johnny go go go woo
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Oh oh-oh oh-ah
Johnny be good
No bridge [Spoken]
If you are standing at the crossroads
And you don't feel well
You see Johnny guitar
And he's playing just like a ringing a bell
Then you must tell him this
Tell him that the high road goes to heaven
But the low road goes to hell
Go go Johnny go go go, take that high road
Go go Johnny go go go, take that high road
See that cross made of wood, little Johnny be good
Thanks for coming to the last concert of the last tour
And if you're standing at the crossroads and you don't know which way to go
Just remember Jesus is coming back to earth
Sweet chariot's gonna swing low [Spoken]
Standing at the crossroads, which way should we go
Standing at the crossroads, which way should we go
Jesus stands at your heart and he keeps on knocking and knocking on your door
He keeps on knocking on your door
Go wo-oh
Wey
lyrics version 2
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Not sure which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Should I climb up that high road
Or should I stick to the low
Well that high road looks hard now
It goes straight up to the sky
That high road is steep mama
Goes straight up to the sky
Well the low road looks easy
I just might take it by and by
I'm just standing at the crossroad
Not sure which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Not sure which way to go
Should I take that high road
Or keep on walking the low
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Should I take that high road
Or should I stay on the low
Won't somebody help me
I just can't make up my mind
Well won't somebody help me
I just can't make up my mind
Well I'm just standing at the crossroads
And I'm just looking for a sign
Well I'm just standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
Should I climb up that high road
Or should I stick to the low
'Cause I've been tripping and stumbling
I cried the whole night long
And I've been roving and tumbling
I cried the whole night long
On won't somebody help me
Jesus I'm just not that strong
Not sure which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Should I climb up that high road
Or should I stick to the low
Well that high road looks hard now
It goes straight up to the sky
That high road is steep mama
Goes straight up to the sky
Well the low road looks easy
I just might take it by and by
I'm just standing at the crossroad
Not sure which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Not sure which way to go
Should I take that high road
Or keep on walking the low
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Should I take that high road
Or should I stay on the low
Won't somebody help me
I just can't make up my mind
Well won't somebody help me
I just can't make up my mind
Well I'm just standing at the crossroads
And I'm just looking for a sign
Well I'm just standing at the crossroad
Don't know which way to go
Well I'm standing at the crossroads
Don't know which way to go
Should I climb up that high road
Or should I stick to the low
'Cause I've been tripping and stumbling
I cried the whole night long
And I've been roving and tumbling
I cried the whole night long
On won't somebody help me
Jesus I'm just not that strong