Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah
The gypsy flies from coast to coast,
Knowing many, loving none,
Bearing sorrow, having fun
But, back home he'll always run,
To sweet Melissa
Mmmm-hmmm
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same
And no one knows the gypsy's name,
And no one hears his lonely sighs,
There are no blankets where he lies
Lord, in his deepest dreams the gypsy flies,
With sweet Melissa
Mmmm-hmmm
Again, the mornin's come
Again, he's on the run
A sunbeam's shinin through his hair
Fear not to have a care
Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on
Roll on
Crossroads, will you ever let him go? Lord, Lord
Or will you hide the dead man's ghost?
Or will he lie, beneath the clay?
Or will his spirit float away?
But, I know that he won't stay,
Without Melissa
Yes, I know that he won't stay, yeah,
Without Melissa
Lord, Lord, it's all the same
Mmmmm-hmmmmm
compositores: STEVE ALAIMO, GREGORY L ALLMAN
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