Cher: I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
My momma 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 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 papa would've 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 awhile
Uh-huh, I haven't seen him for a while!
She was born in the wagon of a traveling show
Her momma had to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa 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