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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGypsies, Tramps and Thieves
I was born in the wagon of a travelling showMy momma used to dance for the money they'd throwPoppa would do whatever he couldPreach a little gospelSell a couple bottles of doctor goodGypsies tramps and thievesWe'd hear it from the people of the townThey'd call usGypsies tramps and thievesBut every night all the men would come aroundAnd lay their money downPicked up a boy just south of MobileGave him a ride filled him with a hot mealI was sixteen he was twenty oneRode with us to MemphisAnd poppa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd doneGypsies tramps and thievesWe'd hear it from the people of the townThey'd call usGypsies tramps and thievesBut every night all the men would come aroundAnd lay their money downYip!Yahoo!She was born in the wagon of a travelling showHer momma had to dance for the money they'd throwGrandpa'd do whatever he couldPreach a little gospelSell a couple bottles of doctor goodGypsies tramps and thievesWe'd hear it from the people of the townThey'd call usGypsies tramps and thievesBut every night all the men would come aroundAnd lay their money downblahblahblahblah....fuck itfuck it all
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