Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

  I was born in the wagon of a traveling show

  My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw

  Papa'd do whatever he could

  Preach a little gospel

  Sell a couple 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

  [1,3: 2: ; 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

  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

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]

-- another ace 70's tab from Andrew Rogers