Intro
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Amadd9 = 577557 A#m7 = xx0211 A#m7/D# = 300211
Fm/C = x77555 C# = 133211 D# = 320033
Fm = x02210 Cm = 022000 C#maj7 = 133210
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[Intro]
(Fmaj7)
e |-----0---0---0---0--|-----0---0---0---0---|
G |--------------------|---------------------|
D# |---2---0------------|---------------------|
A# |-----------3---2----|---0-----------------|
F |--------------------|-------3---2---3-----|
C |--------------------|---------------------|
* Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
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[Verse 1]
Fm G#
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show,
A#m7 C#
My Mama used to dance for the money they'd throw,
G# Cm * Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
Papa would do what - ever he could,
A#7 A#m7
Preach a little gospel------,
A#m7/D# G#
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'!
[Chorus 1]
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Fm D# C#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
And lay their money down!
Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
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[Verse 2]
Fm G#
Picked up a boy, just south of Mobile,
A#m7 C#
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal,
G# Cm * Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
I was sixteen, he was twenty one,
A#7 A#m7
Rode with us to Memphis-------,
A#m7/D# G#
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done
[Chorus 2]
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Fm D# C#maj7
But every night ...all the men would come around,
N.C.
And lay their money down!
[Bridge]
A#m G# A#m G#
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A#m G# A#m G#
I never had schooling, but he taught me well,
A#m G# A#m G#
With his smooth southern style,
A#m G# A#m G#
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble,
A#m G# A#m7 G#maj7 C#maj7
And I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh!
G#maj7 C#maj7
I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh - oh!
[Verse 3]
Fm G#
She was born in a wagon of a traveling show,
A#m7 C#
Her Mama had to dance for the money they'd throw,
G# Cm * Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
Grandpa'd do what - ever he could,
A#7 A#m7
Preach a little gospel---------,
A#m7/D# G#
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'
[Chorus 3]
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Fm D# C#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* Fmadd9 Am/C Fmadd9 Am/C
And lay their money down
[Chorus 4]
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7 C#maj7 G#maj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Fm D# C#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
Amadd9
...And lay their money ...down