E F#m G#m F#m E F#m G#m F#m Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah. E F#m The gypsy flies from coast to coast A Bm C#m D Knowing many, loving none, E F#m G#m A Bearing sorrow havin' fun, Cmaj7 B E F#m G#m F#m But back home he'll always run to sweet Melissa... mmm... E F#m G#m F#m Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same. E F#m And no one knows the gypsy's name A Bm C#m D No one hears his lonely sigh, E F#m G#m A There are no blankets where he lies. Cmaj7 B E F#m G#m F#m In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies with sweet Melissa... mmm... E Again the morning's come, D Again he's on the run, A Sunbeams shining through his hair, B Appearing not to have a care. C#m A B B7 Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on, roll on. E F#m G#m F#m Crossroads, will you ever let him go? (lord, lord) E F#m Will you hide the dead man's ghost, A Bm C#m D Or will he lie, beneath the clay, E F#m G#m A Or will his spirit roll away? Cmaj7 B E F#m But I know that he won't stay without Melissa. Cmaj7 B E F#m G#m F#m Yes I know that he won't stay without Melissa.
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