Intro
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Amadd9 = 577557 Gm7 = xx0211 Gm7/C = 300211
Dm/A = x77555 A# = 133211 C = 320033
Dm = x02210 Am = 022000 A#maj7 = 133210
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[Intro]
(Fmaj7)
e |-----0---0---0---0--|-----0---0---0---0---|
E |--------------------|---------------------|
C |---2---0------------|---------------------|
G |-----------3---2----|---0-----------------|
D |--------------------|-------3---2---3-----|
A |--------------------|---------------------|
* Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
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[Verse 1]
Dm F
I was born in the wagon of a traveling show,
Gm7 A#
My Mama used to dance for the money they'd throw,
F Am * Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
Papa would do what - ever he could,
G7 Gm7
Preach a little gospel------,
Gm7/C F
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'!
[Chorus 1]
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Dm C A#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
And lay their money down!
Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
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[Verse 2]
Dm F
Picked up a boy, just south of Mobile,
Gm7 A#
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal,
F Am * Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
I was sixteen, he was twenty one,
G7 Gm7
Rode with us to Memphis-------,
Gm7/C F
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done
[Chorus 2]
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Dm C A#maj7
But every night ...all the men would come around,
N.C.
And lay their money down!
[Bridge]
Gm F Gm F
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Gm F Gm F
I never had schooling, but he taught me well,
Gm F Gm F
With his smooth southern style,
Gm F Gm F
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble,
Gm F Gm7 Fmaj7 A#maj7
And I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh!
Fmaj7 A#maj7
I haven't seen him for a while, oh, hoh - oh!
[Verse 3]
Dm F
She was born in a wagon of a traveling show,
Gm7 A#
Her Mama had to dance for the money they'd throw,
F Am * Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
Grandpa'd do what - ever he could,
G7 Gm7
Preach a little gospel---------,
Gm7/C F
Sell a couple bottles of 'Dr. Good'
[Chorus 3]
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Dm C A#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
* Dmadd9 Am/A Dmadd9 Am/A
And lay their money down
[Chorus 4]
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
Gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7
We'd hear it from the people of the town,
Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7 A#maj7 Fmaj7
They'd call us gyp - sies, tramps and thieves,
Dm C A#maj7
But every night all the men would come around,
Amadd9
...And lay their money ...down