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Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves

It's what's playing in my head at the moment.

God, I miss The Sonny and Cher Show.

I have so betrayed my age, now. :)


I was born in the wagon of a traveling show.
My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw.
Papa would do whatever he could--
Preach a little Gospel,
Sell a couple of bottles of Dr. 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 16, he was 21.
Rode with us to Memphis,
And Papa woulda shot 'im 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.
I haven't seen him for a while.

She was born in the wagon of a traveling show.
Her momma 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.

--Sonny and Cher
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