Lyrics Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves - Liquid Blue

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

Gypsies, tramps and thieves
We'd hear it from the people in 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 16, he was 21
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 in the town they'd call us
Gypsies, tramps and thieves
But every night, all the men would come around
And lay their money down