Allman Brothers Band
By: Guga Fabbr
| Intro [E | D#m | Fm | D#m |
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| Crossroads | , seem to come and | go, yea | h. |
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| The gypsy flies from coast to | coast |
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| Knowing | many, loving n | one, |
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| Bearing | sorrow havin' fu | n, |
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| But back home he'll always r | un to sweet meliss | a. | .. m | mm.. | . |
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| Freight train, | each car looks the sa | me, al | l the same. |
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| And no one knows the gyp | sy's name |
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| No one h | ears his lonely s | igh, |
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| There are no bl | ankets where he lie | s. |
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| In all his deepest dreams the gypsy fl | ies with sweet mel | is | sa.. | . mm | m... |
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| Again the morning's come, |
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| Again he's on the run, |
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| Sunbeams shining through his hair, |
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| Appearing not to have a care. |
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| Well, pick up your gear and gypsy ro | ll on, r | oll on. |
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| Crossroads, | will you ever let him g | o? (lord, l | ord) |
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| Will you hide the dead ma | n's ghost, |
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| Or will he | lie, beneath the c | lay, |
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| Or will his spi | rit roll away | ? |
| Amaj7 | G# | C# | D#m | Fm | D#m |
| But I know that he won't st | ay without melis | sa | . |
| Amaj7 | G# | C# | D#m | Fm | D#m |
| Yes I know that he won't st | ay without melis | sa | . |