(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"
  
   (Chorus)
  
   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
  
   (Chorus)