Melissa
The Allman Brothers Band
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ECrossroadsF#m, seem to come and Emaj7go, F#myeah
EThe gypsy flies from coast to F#mcoast
AKnowing Hmmany, loving Amaj7noneHm
EBearing F#msorrow, havin' Emaj7funA
Cmaj7But back home he'll always Hrun to sweet MelisEsaF#m Emaj7mmmF#m
EFreight trainF#m, each car looks the Emaj7same, F#mall the same
EAnd no one knows the gypsy's F#mname
ANo one Hmhears his lonely Amaj7sighHm
EThere are no F#mblankets where he Emaj7liesA6
Cmaj7In all his deepest dreams the gypsy Hflies with sweet MelisEsaF#m Emaj7mmmF#m
EAgain the morning's come
DAgain he's on the run
ASunbeams shining through his hair
HAppearing not to have a care
C#mWell, pick up your gear and gypsy Aroll on, Hroll H7on
ECrossroaF#mds, will you ever let him Emaj7go? F#m(Lord, Lord)
EOr will you hide the dead man's F#mghost
AOr will he Hmlie, benAmaj7eath the Hmclay
EOr will his F#mspirit float Emaj7away?A
Cmaj7But I know that he won't Hstay without MelisEsaF#m
Cmaj7Yes, I know that he won't Hstay, yeah, without MeliEssa
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