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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
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Em
Am
Papa'd Do whatever he could
Dm
F
Preach a little gospel
G
C
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good
Fmaj7
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Fmaj7
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Chorus: Gypsies, tramps and thieves
Fmaj7
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Fmaj7
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We'd hear it from the people of the town, they'd call usFmaj7
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Fmaj7
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Gypsies, tramps and thievesAm
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But every night all the men would come around
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2:Dm
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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
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Dm
C
Bridge: Never had schoolin' but he taught me well
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C
Dm
C
With his smooth Southern style
Dm
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Dm
C
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
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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 fade
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