Bruce Cockburn - Tie Me at the Crossroads lyrics

Tie me at the crossroads when I die Hang me in the wind 'til I get good and dry And the kids that pa** 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 pa**ing fade, all there is to say Is, 'You know I loved you all in my particular way' Tie me at the crossroads when I die Hang me in the wind 'til I get good and dry And the kids that pa** can scratch their heads And say 'who was that guy?' Tie me at the crossroads when I die 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 Tie me at the crossroads when I die Hang me in the wind 'til I get good and dry And the kids that pa** can scratch their heads And say 'who was that guy?' Tie me at the crossroads when I die