Lyrics
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, freight train, each car looks the same, all the same, no one knows the gypsy's name, and no one hears his lonely sighs, there are no blankets where he lies, in deepest dreams the gypsy flies, with sweet melissa, again, the mornings come, again, he's on the run, a sunbeam's shinin' through his hair, fear not to have a care, pick up your gear, gypsy roll on, roll on, crossroads, will you ever let him go?, lord, 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 he won't stay, without melissa, yes, i know he won't stay, yeah, without melissa
Song details
Artist: gregg allman