Cher Lyrics, Gypsys, Tramps and Thieves Lyrics
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- Gypsys, Tramps and Thieves Lyrics I was born in the wagon of a travelling show My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw Poppa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel Sell a couple bottles of doctor good Gypsies tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies 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 sixteen he was twenty one Rode with us to Memphis And poppa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done Gypsies tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies tramps and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down Never had schooling 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 travelling show Her momma 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 Gypsies tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies tramps and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down
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