Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves [In The Style Of Cher](Karaoke Lead Vocal Version|In The Style Of Cher)
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
- I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
- My Momma used to dance for the money they'd throw
- Poppa 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 Poppa woulda 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 schooling 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
- I haven't seen him for a while oh
- She was born in the wagon of a traveling show
- Her Momma 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
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