Intro
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Amadd9 = 577557 D#m7 = xx0211 D#m7/G# = 300211
A#m/F = x77555 F# = 133211 G# = 320033
A#m = x02210 Fm = 022000 F#maj7 = 133210
C# = x32010 D#7 = xx0212 C#maj7 = x32000
D#m = xx0231
N.C. = No chords
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[Intro]
(Fmaj7)
e |-----0---0---0---0--|-----0---0---0---0---|
C |--------------------|---------------------|
G# |---2---0------------|---------------------|
D# |-----------3---2----|---0-----------------|
A# |--------------------|-------3---2---3-----|
F |--------------------|---------------------|
* A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
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[Verse 1]
A#m C#
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show,
D#m7 F#
My Mama used to dance for the money they'd throw,
C# Fm * A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
Papa would do what - ever he could,
D#7 D#m7
Preach a little gospel------,
D#m7/G# C#
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'!
[Chorus 1]
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#m G# F#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
And lay their money down!
A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
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[Verse 2]
A#m C#
Picked up a boy, just south of Mobile,
D#m7 F#
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal,
C# Fm * A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
I was sixteen, he was twenty one,
D#7 D#m7
Rode with us to Memphis-------,
D#m7/G# C#
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done
[Chorus 2]
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#m G# F#maj7
But every night ...all the men would come around,
N.C.
And lay their money down!
[Bridge]
D#m C# D#m C#
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D#m C# D#m C#
I never had schooling, but he taught me well,
D#m C# D#m C#
With his smooth southern style,
D#m C# D#m C#
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble,
D#m C# D#m7 C#maj7 F#maj7
And I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh!
C#maj7 F#maj7
I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh - oh!
[Verse 3]
A#m C#
She was born in a wagon of a traveling show,
D#m7 F#
Her Mama had to dance for the money they'd throw,
C# Fm * A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
Grandpa'd do what - ever he could,
D#7 D#m7
Preach a little gospel---------,
D#m7/G# C#
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'
[Chorus 3]
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#m G# F#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* A#madd9 Am/F A#madd9 Am/F
And lay their money down
[Chorus 4]
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7 F#maj7 C#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#m G# F#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
Amadd9
...And lay their money ...down