Artist: Molly Hatchet
Album: Regrinding the Axes
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 sighs,
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 float away?
But I know that he won't stay without Melissa.
Yes I know that he won't stay without Melissa.
|1||Dreams I'll Never See|
|3||Get in the Game|
|4||Bad To The Bone|
|6||Back In The U.S.S.R.|
|7||Sharp Dressed Man|
|8||The Boys Are Back In Town|
|13||Layla Guitar Solo|
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|Molly Hatchet - Regrinding the Axes Album Lyrics|
|1.||Dreams I'll Never See|
|3.||Get in the Game|
|4.||Bad To The Bone|
|6.||Back In The U.S.S.R.|
|7.||Sharp Dressed Man|
|8.||The Boys Are Back In Town|
|13.||Layla Guitar Solo|
|1||Layla Guitar Solo|
|6||The Boys Are Back In Town|
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