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




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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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