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Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah
The gypsy flies from coast to coast
Knowing many, loving none,
Bearing sorrow havin' fun,
But back home he'll always run
To sweet Melissa mmm
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same
And no one knows the Gypsy's name
No one hears his lonely sigh,
There are no blankets where he lies
In all his deepest dreams the Gypsy flies
with sweet Melissa mmm
Again the morning's come,
Again he's on the run,
Sunbeams shining through his hair,
Appearing 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)
Will you hide the dead man's ghost,
Or will he lie, beneath the clay,
or will his spirit roll away?
But I know that he won't stay without Melissa
Yes I know that he won't stay without Melissa
The gypsy flies from coast to coast
Knowing many, loving none,
Bearing sorrow havin' fun,
But back home he'll always run
To sweet Melissa mmm
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same
And no one knows the Gypsy's name
No one hears his lonely sigh,
There are no blankets where he lies
In all his deepest dreams the Gypsy flies
with sweet Melissa mmm
Again the morning's come,
Again he's on the run,
Sunbeams shining through his hair,
Appearing 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)
Will you hide the dead man's ghost,
Or will he lie, beneath the clay,
or will his spirit roll away?
But I know that he won't stay without Melissa
Yes I know that he won't stay without Melissa
