Allman Brothers Band "Melissa" |
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 Sunbeams shinin through his hair Appearin 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 Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |