Текст (слова) песни: Cher - Gypsys, tramps and thieves
I was born in the wagon of a travelin` 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
Chorus:
"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 papa would of shot him if he knew what he`d done
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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, oh I haven`t seen him for a while, oh
She was born in the wagon of a travelin` 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
(chorus)(repeat)
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