Allman Brothers Band Melissa with Lyrics in Description

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Track 3 from their third studio album "Eat A Peach" released in 1972 copyright Capricorn Records. The album shipped with Gold status, and was certified Platinum in 1995. The critical and commercial success of “At Fillmore East” found the band thrust into the spotlight. Then tragedy struck when Duane Allman was killed in a horrific motorcycle crash in Macon on Oct. 29, 1971. The brotherhood vowed to carry on in their leader Duane’s memory and realize his vision. “Eat A Peach” was already partially recorded, so three more new songs, like this one, and some unreleased live tracks from the Fillmore recordings were added. It became one of their best-selling albums. This was the first song Gregg ever wrote in 1967, and brother Duane's favorite composition of his. However, Gregg didn't present it to the band until much later because he wasn't sure it fit their musical style. It was first played publicly at Duane's funeral. Written by Gregg Allman and produced by Tom Dowd. RIP Duane Allman, Berry Oakley, Tom Dowd, Butch Trucks, Gregory Lenoir Allman & Dickey Betts. Featuring:

Duane Allman - Slide, lead & acoustic guitars
Gregg Allman - Lead vocals, Hammond B-3 organ, piano, electric piano & acoustic guitar
Dickey Betts - Lead vocals, lead, slide & acoustic guitars, monkey skulls
Berry Oakley - Bass
Jai Johanny Johanson - Drums & Congas
Butch Trucks - Drums, tympani, gong, vibes, tambourine & percussion

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
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 mornin's come
Again he's on the run
Sunbeams shinin’ through his hair
Appearin’ 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
Oh, without Melissa