text: I was born in the wagon of a travelling show
  My momma used to dance for the money theyd throw
  Poppa would do whatever he could
  Preach a little gospel
  Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  Wed hear it from the people of the town
  Theyd call us
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  But every night all the men would come around
  And lay their money down
  Picked up a boy just south of Mobile
  Gave him a ride filled him with a hot meal
  I was sixteen he was twenty one
  Rode with us to Memphis
  And poppa woulda shot him if he knew what hed done
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  Wed hear it from the people of the town
  Theyd call us
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  But every night all the men would come around
  And lay their money down
  Yip!
  Yahoo!
  She was born in the wagon of a travelling show
  Her momma had to dance for the money theyd throw
  Grandpad do whatever he could
  Preach a little gospel
  Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  Wed hear it from the people of the town
  Theyd call us
  Gypsies tramps and thieves
  But every night all the men would come around
  And lay their money down
  Blahblahblahblah....
  Fuck it
  Fuck it all