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Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves


Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves
! (Bob Stone)

> Am C
Verse 1: I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
> Dm F
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
> C Em Am
Papa'd do whatever he could
> Dm F
Preach a little gospel
> G C
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good

> Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Chorus: Gypsies, tramps and thieves
> Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
We'd hear it from the people of the town, they'd call us
> Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Gypsies, tramps and thieves
> Am G F
But every night all the men would come around
! (1,3: 2: ; to bridge)
And lay their money down

Verse 2: Picked up a boy this side of Mobile
Gave him a ride, fed him with a hot meal
I was 16, he was 21
Rode with us to Memphis
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done

! chorus

> Dm C Dm C
Bridge: Never had schoolin' but he taught me well
> Dm C Dm C
With his smooth Southern style
> Dm C Dm C
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
> Dm C Fmaj7
And I haven't seen him for a while
> Cmaj7 Fmaj7
I haven't seen him for a while

Verse 3: She was born in the wagon of a traveling show
Her mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good

! repeat chorus to

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