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Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves

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1  I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show   I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show 1
  My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw  My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
  Papa would do whatever he could  Papa would do whatever he could
2  Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good   Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of               2
1  doctor good1
      
3  Gypsys, tramps, and thieves   Chorus                        3
2  Gypsies, tramps and thieves2
  We'd hear it from the people of the town  We'd hear it from the people of the town
4  They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves   They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves 4
  But every night all the men would come around  But every night all the men would come around
  And lay their money down  And lay their money down
5                                                 Picked up a boy just south of Mobile 5
1  Picked up a boy just south of mobile   1
  Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal  Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
  I was sixteen, he was twenty-one  I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
6  Rode with us to memphis   Rode with us to Memphis 6
  And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done  And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
      
7  Gypsys, tramps, and thieves   Chorus                        7
2  We'd hear it from the people of the town   2
3  They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves   3
4  But every night all the men would come around   4
5  And lay their money down   5
6   6
  I never had schoolin' but he taught me well  I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
  With his smooth southern style  With his smooth southern style
8  Three months later I'm a gal in trouble   Three months later, I'm a gal in trouble 8
9  And I haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh   And I haven't seen him for a while         9
10  I haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh   I haven't seen him for a while         10
11                                                            She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show 11
7  She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show   7
  Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw  Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
  Grandpa'd do whatever he could  Grandpa'd do whatever he could
  Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good  Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good
      
12  Gypsys, tramps, and theives   Chorus                        12
8  We'd hear it from the people of the town   8
9  They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and theives   9
10  But every night all the men would come around   10
11  And lay their money down   11
      


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