Crossroads seem to come and go, yeah
The gypsy flies from coast to coast
Knowing many loving arms
bearing sorrow, having fun
but back home he'll always run
To sweet Melissa
Verse2
Again the morning comes
again he's on the run
sunbeam shining through his hair
appearing not to have a care
pick up your gear and gypsy roll on
roll on
Verse 3 (same as 1 & 2 until end)
Yes I know that he won't stay
without Melissa
No, no he just won't stay
repeat and fade (E, F#m7, Emaj7,F#m7)