[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Stone
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Stone
[00:11.297] I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
[00:13.802]
[00:14.083] My mother used to dance for the money they'd throw
[00:16.663]
[00:16.944] Father would do whatever he could
[00:20.842]
[00:21.777] Preach a little gospel
[00:23.057]
[00:24.420] And sell a couple bottles of doctor good
[00:28.467]
[00:29.201] Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[00:31.648]
[00:31.989] We'd hear it from the people of the town
[00:33.426]
[00:33.718] They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[00:37.080]
[00:37.662] But every night all the men would come around
[00:40.543]
[00:41.387] And lay their money down
[00:43.734]
[00:47.417] We picked up a boy just south of mobile
[00:50.192]
[00:50.363] Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
[00:52.980]
[00:53.214] I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
[00:57.919]
[00:58.221] Rode with us to memphis
[01:00.509]
[01:00.672] My father woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
[01:04.792]
[01:05.180] Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[01:07.778]
[01:08.060] We'd hear it from the people of the town
[01:09.857]
[01:10.005] They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[01:13.444]
[01:13.601] But every night all the men would come around
[01:17.419]
[01:17.785] And lay their money down
[01:21.204]
[01:51.965] I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
[01:54.498]
[01:54.772] With his smooth southern style
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[01:57.398] Three months later i'm a gal in trouble
[01:59.890]
[02:00.109] And i haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh
[02:06.858]
[02:07.054] I haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh
[02:11.495]
[02:13.152] She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
[02:15.665]
[02:15.863] Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
[02:18.441]
[02:18.575] Grandpa'd do whatever he could
[02:23.657]
[02:23.806] Preach a little gospel
[02:26.116] And sell a couple bottles of doctor good
[02:30.352]
[02:31.011] Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[02:33.320]
[02:33.600] We'd hear it from the people of the town
[02:35.575]
[02:35.724] They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[02:39.390]
[02:39.719] But every night all the men would come around
[02:42.342]
[02:43.486] And lay their money down
[02:46.686]
[02:46.857] Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[02:49.229]
[02:49.416] We'd hear it from the people of the town
[02:51.344]
[02:51.469] They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
[02:55.158]
[02:55.280] But every night all the men would come around
[02:58.227]
[03:01.235] And lay their money down
[03:06.946]

作词 : Bob Stone
作曲 : Bob Stone
I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
My mother used to dance for the money they'd throw
Father would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
And sell a couple bottles of doctor good
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
We 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
My father woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
With his smooth southern style
Three months later i'm a gal in trouble
And i haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh
I haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh
She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
And sell a couple bottles of doctor good
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down