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I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show.
Mama used to dance for the money they'd throwpapa would do what ever he couldpreach a little gospeland sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good.
Gypsys
Tramps & thieves.
We'd hear it from the people of the town.
They called us Gypsys
Tramps & Thievesand ev'ry night all the men would come aroundand lay their money down.
We picked up a boy just south of mobile.
We gave him a ridefilled him with a hot meal.I was sixteenhe was twenty-one.
Rode with us to Memphisand Pa would-a shot him if he knew what he'd done.
Gypsys
Tramps & Thieves...I was born...
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