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