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ray conniff orchestra and chorus - gypsys, tramps & thieves lyrics

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she was born in the wagon of a travellin’ show
her mama used to dance for the money they’d throw
papa would do whatever he could
preach a little gospel
and sell a couple bottles of doctor good

gypsys, 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

we picked up a boy just south of mobile
we gave him a ridе, filled him with a hot meal
i was sixteen, he was twеnty+one
rode with us to memphis
and papa would’a shot him if he knew what he’d done

gypsys, 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
i haven’t seen him for a while
she was born in the wagon of a travelin’ show
her mama used to dance for the money they’d throw
grandpa’d do whatever he could
preach a little gospel
and sell a couple bottles of doctor good

gypsys, 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

gypsys, 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
gypsys, tramps and thieves…

- ray conniff orchestra and chorus lyrics

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