Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves

       Am                   
I was born in the wagon of a 
  C
traveling show,
    Dm                         F
My mama used to dance for the money 
they'd throw,
 C             Em      Am
Papa'd do whatever he could,
 Dm                      F
Preach a little gospel,
 G                            C
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good,
Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7        C
Gypsies, tramps and thieves,
    Fmaj7              C           
We'd hear it from the people of the
Fmaj7
 town,
        C       Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7 
they'd call us, Gypsies, tramps 
       C
and thieves,
Am7                      G       
But every night all the men would
         F
 come around,
                      Am
And lay their money down,
(verse 2)
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Picked up a boy this side of Mobile,
Gave him a ride, fed him with a hot 
meal,
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one,
Rode with us to Memphis,
And Papa would have shot him if he 
knew what we'd done
Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7        C
Gypsies, tramps and thieves,
    Fmaj7              C           
We'd hear it from the people of the
Fmaj7
 town,
        C       Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7 
they'd call us, Gypsies, tramps 
       C
and thieves,
Am7                      G       
But every night all the men would
         F
 come around,
                      Dm - C - Dm - 
And lay their money down,
C

(bridge)
Dm         C                Dm  
Never had schoolin' but he 
      C
taught me well
          Dm      C       Dm - C
With his smooth Southern style
 Dm            C         Dm  
Three months later I'm a gal in 
     C
trouble
      Dm            C        Fmaj7
And I haven't seen him for a while
                         Cmaj7   
I haven't seen him for a while,
Fmaj7


(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,
Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7        C
Gypsies, tramps and thieves,
    Fmaj7              C           
We'd hear it from the people of the
Fmaj7
 town,
        C       Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7 
they'd call us, Gypsies, tramps 
       C
and thieves,
Am7                      G       
But every night all the men would
         F
 come around,
                      Am
And lay their money down,