Crossroad Caravan lyrics

Six years old

And the summer was cold and,

Once again we were movin' on

My old man

Well he don't understand

Can't you see she cries again

You gave us shelter

Your arms could melt her

You gave us all

A good, good life

She woke up one night

With the world on her shoulders

May sound funny

But I think she felt free

Here we go

The wind blows

Crossroad caravan

No

On the caravan

Oh no.