I was born in the wagon of a travelling show   My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw   Poppa would do whatever he could   Preach a little gospel   Sell a couple bottles of doctor good      Gypsies tramps and thieves   We'd hear it from the people of the town   They'd 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 he'd done      Gypsies tramps and thieves   We'd hear it from the people of the town   They'd 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 they'd throw   Grandpa'd do whatever he could   Preach a little gospel   Sell a couple bottles of doctor good      Gypsies tramps and thieves   We'd hear it from the people of the town   They'd 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