Luyện nghe bài hát Melissa

Crossroads, to come and go, yeah.
The gypsy from coast to coast

many, loving none,
Bearing sorrow fun,
But back home always run
To Melissa... mmm...

train, each car looks the same, all the same.
And no one the Gypsy's name

No one hears his sigh,
There are no blankets he lies.
In all his deepest dreams the Gypsy
sweet Melissa... mmm...

Again the come,
he's on the run,
Sunbeams through his hair,
Appearing not to a care.
Well, pick up your gear and Gypsy roll on, on.

Crossroads, you ever let him go? (Lord, Lord)
you hide the dead man's ghost,
Or he lie, beneath the clay,
or will his spirit away?

But I know that he won't stay Melissa.

Yes I know he won't stay without Melissa.