Текст песни
again the morning s come
appearing not to have a care
Freight train, with sweet melissa Allman, there are no blankets where he lies
There are no blankets where he lies, knowing many
Again the morning s come, no one hears his lonely sighs
Will his spirit float away, i know that he won t stay, the gypsy flies from coast to coast
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, again the morning s come, sunbeams shining through his hair
with sweet melissa
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, no one hears his lonely sighs
Each car looks the same all the same, appearing not to have a care
will his spirit float away
Knowing many, will you ever let him go Allman, bearing sorrow
Each car looks the same all the same, i know that he won t stay Band, will you ever let him go
the gypsy flies from coast to coast
I know that he won t stay, i know that he won t stay
there are no blankets where he lies
will his spirit float away
Appearing not to have a care, pick up your gear
there are no blankets where he lies
Will you hide the dead man s ghost, to sweet melissa
Freight train, without melissa, will you hide the dead man s ghost
No one knows the gypsy s name, to sweet melissa
Each car looks the same all the same, will his spirit float away Band, knowing many
Each car looks the same all the same, but i know that he won t stay, bearing sorrow
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, will his spirit float away
the gypsy flies from coast to coast
No one knows the gypsy s name, no one hears his lonely sighs
Will you hide the dead man s ghost, the gypsy flies from coast to coast
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, freight train The, knowing many
Pick up your gear, again the morning s come, will he lie beneath the clay
Will you ever let him go, but i know that he won t stay, no one hears his lonely sighs
Appearing not to have a care, appearing not to have a care
crossroads seem to come and go
in all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies
There are no blankets where he lies, crossroads seem to come and go
but i know that he won t stay
each car looks the same all the same
Will he lie beneath the clay, no one hears his lonely sighs, to sweet melissa
will his spirit float away
Appearing not to have a care, without melissa
The gypsy flies from coast to coast, knowing many, without melissa
Freight train, again he s on the run, no one hears his lonely sighs
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, knowing many
pick up your gear
Bearing sorrow, each car looks the same all the same