Letra de Sweet

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.