Gypsies,Tramps and Thieves

I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show

My mother used to dance for the money they'd throw

Father would do whatever he could

Preach a little gospel

And sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsys, tramps, and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

We 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

My father woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done

Gypsys, tramps, and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsys, 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

And sell a couple bottles of doctor good

Gypsys, tramps, and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

Gypsys, tramps, and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down