Playing with fire      Down at the crossroads      They say he sold his soul      Hell-bent on being King of Blues      Deal with the Devil      But I swear there's an angel in there      Gotta give credit      Where credit's due            Sittin' in his rockin' chair      He put the mojo in the air      Yeah, hear the black cat moanin'            Twelve bars and a man possessed      Separated from all the rest      He was playing with fire      Six string -- his thing      No waking up from that dream      Took it -- turned it upside down      He rocked Woodstock      Jump start -- never could stop      Guitar gods all hit the ground            Heads up when he hit the stage      Sky high in a manic rage      Yeah, and the rocket's red glare      They say the boy really caused a scene      He took a match and he lit that thing      He was playin' with fire            Who's that creeping      Taking ahold of my hand?      Who's that moving      Through my veins?      Must be the spirit      Of those who've gone before      Got their fingers on my strings            Sittin' in my rockin' chair      I feel the mojo in the air      Yeah, I hear the black cat moanin'      Let it roll all over me      let it take me 'til I'm free      And I'm playin' with fire