Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves

I was born in the wagon of a travelling show
 My Momma used to dance for the money they'd throw
 Papa would do what ever he could
 Preach a little gospel
 Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
 Gypsies, tramps and thieves
 We'd hear it from the people in the town
 They'd call us Gypsies, tramps and thieves
 And every night all the men would come around
 And lay their money down
 I never had schooling 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
 I haven't seen him for a while
 Gypsies, tramps and thieves
 We'd hear it from the people in the town
 They'd call us Gypsies, tramps and thieves
 And every night all the men would come around
 And lay their money down