"Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves"
(Bob Stone)

Verse 1:

AmAm Piano Chord 
                     CC Piano Chord 

I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
DmDm Piano Chord 
                         FF Piano Chord 

My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
CC Piano Chord 
             EmEm Piano Chord 
      AmAm Piano Chord 

Papa'd do whatever he could
DmDm Piano Chord 
                      FF Piano Chord 

Preach a little gospel
GG Piano Chord 
                            CC Piano Chord 

Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good

Chorus:

Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
 CC Piano Chord 
   Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
        CC Piano Chord 

Gypsies, tramps and thieves
Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
              CC Piano Chord 
           Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
          CC Piano Chord 

We'd hear it from the people of the town, they'd call us
Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
 CC Piano Chord 
   Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 
        CC Piano Chord 

Gypsies, tramps and thieves
AmAm Piano Chord 
                       GG Piano Chord 
                FF Piano Chord 

But every night all the men would come around
[1,3: Am   2: Dm C  Dm C; to bridge]
And lay their money down

Verse 2:

Picked up a boy this side of Mobile
Gave him a ride, fed him with a hot meal
I was 16, he was 21
Rode with us to Memphis
And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done

[chorus]

Bridge:

DmDm Piano Chord 
         CC Piano Chord 
                DmDm Piano Chord 
        CC Piano Chord 

Never had schoolin' but he taught me well
DmDm Piano Chord 
      CC Piano Chord 
       DmDm Piano Chord 
    CC Piano Chord 

With his smooth Southern style
DmDm Piano Chord 
            CC Piano Chord 
         DmDm Piano Chord 
       CC Piano Chord 

Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
DmDm Piano Chord 
            CC Piano Chord 
        Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 

And I haven't seen him for a while
Cmaj7Cmaj7 Piano Chord 
     Fmaj7Fmaj7 Piano Chord 

I haven't seen him for a while

Verse 3:

She was born in the wagon of a traveling show
Her mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good

[repeat chorus to fade]

-- another ace 70's tab from Andrew Rogers