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Verse 1:
LAm DO
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
REm FA
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
DO MIm LAm
Papa'd do whatever he could
REm FA
Preach a little gospel
SOL DO
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good
Chorus
FAmaj7 DO FAmaj7 DO
Gypsies, tramps and thieves
FAmaj7 DO FAmaj7 DO
We'd hear it from the people of the town, they'd call us
FAmaj7 DO FAmaj7 DO
Gypsies, tramps and thieves
LAm SOL FA
But every night all the men would come around
[1,3: Am 2: Dm C Dm C; 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
Bridge:
REm DO REm DO
Never had schoolin' but he taught me well
REm DO REm DO
With his smooth Southern style
REm DO REm DO
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
REm DO FAmaj7
And I haven't seen him for a while
DOmaj7 FAmaj7
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 fade]
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