Karaoké Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves Cher

I was born in the wagon of a traveling 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

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 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 would have shot him if he knew what he'd done

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 and lay their money down

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, oh oh

I haven't seen him for a while, oh oh

She was born in the wagon of a travelin' 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

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 and lay their money down

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 and lay their money down