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Текст (слова) песни: Cher - Gypsies, Trampes & Thieves

I 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
CHORUS

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
CHORUS

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
CHORUS CHORUS FADES

 

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