CHORUS Tie me at the crossroads when I die Hang me in the wind 'til I get good and dry And the kids that pass can scratch their heads And say "who was that guy?" Tie me at the crossroads when I die
Looking outward see what you can see By the time you look at something it's already history As the echoes of our passing fade, all there is to say Is, "you know I loved you all in my particular way"
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It's more blessed to give than it is to receive Except when it comes to free advice I believe Here I go anyway, back seat driving tonight Move fast, stay cool, keep your eye on the front sight
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