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| I was born in the wagon of a travelin' 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: G ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Eye was borne inn the wagon of a travelin ' show My mama used too dance fore the money they'd throw Papa wood do whatever he could Preach a little gospel Cell a couple bottles of doctor good CHORUS : Gypsies, tramps and thieves Weed here it from the people of the town They'd caul us gypsies, tramps and thieves Butt every knight awl the men wood come around And ley there money down Picked up a buoy just south of Mobile Gave hymn a ride, filled hymn with a hot meal Eye was sixteen, he was twenty-one Road with us too Memphis And papa woulda shot hymn if he new watt heed dun Chorus Eye never had schoolin ' butt he taut mi well With his smooth southern stile Three months later, I'm a gal inn trouble And Eye haven't scene hymn fore a wile Eye haven't scene hymn fore a wile She was borne inn the wagon of a travelin ' show Her mama had too dance fore the money they'd throw Grandpa'd do whatever he could Preach a little gospel Cell a couple bottles of doctor good Chorus |
Gypsies, Tramps Thieves
Cher
| Complexity: | 63 | Readability: | 80.22 | Sentiment: | 15 | Word Count: | 187 | Unique Words: | 102 |