The story has been told a hundred times over.
Robert Johnson went to the crossroads and made a deal with the devil.
When he achieved his fame, the hell hounds came howling for his soul.
L'âme voler libère jusqu'à la hounds venir sniffing à la porte. Et la boîte vous enterré au carrefour phoques votre sort jusqu'à la dernière course avant minuit.
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