Текст (слова) песни: Cher - Gypsies, Trampes & Thieves
I was born in the wagon of a travellin` show My mama used to dance for the money they`d throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good CHORUS
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves We`d hear it from the people of the town They`d call us Gypsys, 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 sixteen, he was twenty-one Rode with us to Memphis And papa woulda shot him 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, uh-huh I haven`t seen him for a while, uh-huh She was born in the wagon of a travellin` show Her mama had to dance for the money they`d throw Grandpa`d do whatever he could Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good CHORUS CHORUS FADES
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