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1950s Juke Joint Revival | Midnight at the Crossroads

The neon sign is flickering, the floorboards are sticky with spilled whiskey, and the air is thick with smoke and bad decisions. This is the sound of a woman walking into the storm with her head held high, looking for a deal that no one else dares to make. 🎶 About This Song: This track is a brand-new original composition designed to drag you straight into the humid heat of a Southern night. We focused on capturing the visceral growl of an overdriven tube amplifier and the slide guitar's sharp, crying resonance against a slow, heavy rhythm. It is a raw, unpolished tribute to the electric Delta spirit, avoiding modern gloss to ensure the music feels like it was carved from the very dust and bone of the tradition. 🎙️ LYRICS: Yeah... turn the lights down low. No prayers, no perfume. Strictly dust and bone tonight. I dragged my heavy shadow across that burnin’ sand To look the Devil in the eye and take back what I demand My dress is torn and dirty, my lipstick’s smearin’ red I got a pocket full of trouble and a price upon my head Don’t offer me no water, don’t offer me no wine I’m drinkin’ rotgut gasoline just to keep this heart in line Rail yard wind is bitin’, I hear them boxcars groan Every step I take tonight sounds like a cracked rib bone Meet me at the crossroads where the heavy thunder rolls I ain’t here to beg for mercy, I ain’t here to save my soul Let the lightning brand my name, let the cold night moan This kingdom I am buildin’ is made of dust and bone Yeah! Dust and bone! Shout it! Dust and bone! Ain’t no crown but rust and smoke—still I sit on my throne My mama cried a river, my daddy drank the sea But neither one of them had the guts to set the monster free I cut the chains of judgment, I broke the lock and key Now the snakes down in the swamp don’t even rattle at me Keep your diamond rings, keep your silky little bed I’d rather sleep on gravel with a storm inside my head Neon from the juke joint bleeds red across the track Hear that jukebox preachin’ sin—yeah, I’m answerin’ back Meet me at the crossroads where the heavy thunder rolls I ain’t here to beg for mercy, I ain’t here to save my soul Let the lightning brand my name, let the cold night moan This kingdom I am buildin’ is made of dust and bone Yeah! Dust and bone! Shout it! Dust and bone! Ain’t no crown but rust and smoke—still I sit on my throne They say a woman should be gentle They say a woman should be sweet But I’m the jagged piece of bottle glass Cutting underneath your feet I’m the fire! I’m the flood! I got Mississippi mud inside my blood If you hear my heel on hardwood—boy, you better move along ’Cause I don’t do no cages, and I don’t do no wronged-and-gone Yeah! Let it burn! Ain’t no saint inside this skin—just a blade and a bluesy grin Meet me at the crossroads where the heavy thunder rolls I ain’t here to beg for mercy, I ain’t here to save my soul Let the lightning brand my name, let the cold night moan This kingdom I am buildin’ is made of dust and bone Yeah! Dust and bone! Shout it! Dust and bone! Ain’t no crown but rust and smoke—still I sit on my throne Dust and bone... yeah... dust and bone... Watch me burn... don’t blink... watch me burn... #DustAndBoneBlues #SlowBlues #DeltaBlues #1950sStyle #OriginalMusic #VintageVibes #ElectricBlues #FemaleVocals #JukeJoint #RawMusic