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Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves

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Intro:


                        

I was born in the wagon of a travelling show
                           
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
                    
Papa would do whatever he could
                         
Preach a little gospel
                           
Sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good

                              
Gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                                               
We'd hear it from the people of the town
                              
They'd call us gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                              
 But every night all the men would come around
                    
And lay their money down

                

Picked up a boy just south of Mobile
                        

Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
                
I was 16, he was 2----1
               

Rode with us to Memphis
    
And papa woulda shot him 
                     
if he knew what he'd done

                              
Gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                                               
We'd hear it from the people of the town
                              
They'd call us gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                              
 But every night all the men would come around
                          

And lay their money down

                             

I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
                     

With his smooth southern style
                       

Three months later, I'm a gal in trouble
                    

And I haven't seen him for a while, 
   
uh-huh...
                   
I haven't seen him for a while, 
    
uh-huh...

                          

She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
                          

Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
                   
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
               

Preach a little gospel
                           
Sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good

                              
Gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                                               
We'd hear it from the people of the town
                              
They'd call us gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                              
 But every night all the men would come around
                    
And lay their money down
                              
Gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                                               
We'd hear it from the people of the town
                              
They'd call us gyp--sies, tramps, and thieves
                              
 But every night all the men would come around
                    
And lay their money down...

## Credits

Autore: STONE BOB Copyright: © UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBLISHING