Cher - Gypsies Tramps And Thieves Lyrics
I was born in the wagon of a traveling showMy momma used to dance for the money they'd throwPapa would do whatever he couldPreach a little GospelSell a couple bottles of Dr. GoodChorus:Gypsies, tramps and thievesWe'd hear it from the people of the townThey'd call usGypsies, tramps and thievesBut every night all the men would come aroundAnd lay their money downPicked up a boy just south of MobileGave him a ride, filled him with a hot mealI was 16, he was 21Rode with us to MemphisAnd Papa woulda shot 'im if he knew what he'd doneChorusI never had schoolin' but he taught me wellWith his smooth, Southern styleThree months later I'm a gal in troubleAnd I haven't seen him for a whileI haven't seen him for a whileShe was born in the wagon of a traveling showHer momma used to dance for the money they'd throwGrandpa would do whatever he couldPreach a little GospelSell a couple bottles of Dr. GoodRepeat ChorusGypsies, tramps and thieves (repeat and fade