Intro
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Amadd9 = 577557 C#m7 = xx0211 C#m7/F# = 300211
G#m/D# = x77555 E = 133211 F# = 320033
G#m = x02210 D#m = 022000 Emaj7 = 133210
B = x32010 C#7 = xx0212 Bmaj7 = x32000
C#m = xx0231
N.C. = No chords
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[Intro]
(Fmaj7)
e |-----0---0---0---0--|-----0---0---0---0---|
A# |--------------------|---------------------|
F# |---2---0------------|---------------------|
C# |-----------3---2----|---0-----------------|
G# |--------------------|-------3---2---3-----|
D# |--------------------|---------------------|
* G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
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[Verse 1]
G#m B
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show,
C#m7 E
My Mama used to dance for the money they'd throw,
B D#m * G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
Papa would do what - ever he could,
C#7 C#m7
Preach a little gospel------,
C#m7/F# B
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'!
[Chorus 1]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
G#m F# Emaj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
And lay their money down!
G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
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[Verse 2]
G#m B
Picked up a boy, just south of Mobile,
C#m7 E
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal,
B D#m * G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
I was sixteen, he was twenty one,
C#7 C#m7
Rode with us to Memphis-------,
C#m7/F# B
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done
[Chorus 2]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
G#m F# Emaj7
But every night ...all the men would come around,
N.C.
And lay their money down!
[Bridge]
C#m B C#m B
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C#m B C#m B
I never had schooling, but he taught me well,
C#m B C#m B
With his smooth southern style,
C#m B C#m B
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble,
C#m B C#m7 Bmaj7 Emaj7
And I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh!
Bmaj7 Emaj7
I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh - oh!
[Verse 3]
G#m B
She was born in a wagon of a traveling show,
C#m7 E
Her Mama had to dance for the money they'd throw,
B D#m * G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
Grandpa'd do what - ever he could,
C#7 C#m7
Preach a little gospel---------,
C#m7/F# B
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'
[Chorus 3]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
G#m F# Emaj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* G#madd9 Am/D# G#madd9 Am/D#
And lay their money down
[Chorus 4]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
G#m F# Emaj7
But every night all the men would come around,
Amadd9
...And lay their money ...down