Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves Lyrics

Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves
She was born in the wagon
Of a travellin' 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.

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.

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 Papa 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,
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.