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	Versiõn 1 de Letras de Canciones de Cher Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/c/cher/gypsies-tramps-and-thieves/v1...) La versión 1 de la letra						Versiõn 2 de Letras de Canciones de Cher Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/c/cher/gypsies-tramps-and-thieves/v2...) La versión 2 de la letra
1	I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show						I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show	1
	My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw						My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
	Papa would do whatever he could						Papa would do whatever he could
	Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of						Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of
2	doctor good						Doctor Good	2
3	Chorus						[CHORUS]	3
4	Gypsies, tramps and thieves						Gypsys, tramps, and thieves	4
	We'd hear it from the people of the town						We'd hear it from the people of the town
5	They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves						They'd call us Gypsys, tramps, and thieves	5
	But every night all the men would come around						But every night all the men would come around
	And lay their money down						And lay their money down
1	Picked up a boy just south of Mobile							1
6	Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal						Picked up a boy just south of	6
7	I was sixteen, he was twenty-one						Mobile Gave him a ride, filled him	7
1							with a hot meal I was sixteen, he	1
2							was twenty-one	2
	Rode with us to Memphis						Rode with us to Memphis
	And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done						And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
8	Chorus						[CHORUS]	8
3								3
	I never had schoolin' but he taught me well						I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
	With his smooth southern style						With his smooth southern style
9	Three months later, I'm a gal in trouble						Three months later I'm a gal in trouble	9
10	And I haven't seen him for a while						And I haven't seen him for a while,	10
11	I haven't seen him for a while						uh-huh I haven't seen him for a	11
12	She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show						while, uh-huh	12
4								4
5							She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show	5
	Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw						Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
	Grandpa'd do whatever he could						Grandpa'd do whatever he could
13	Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good						Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of	13
6							Doctor Good	6
7								7
8							[CHORUS]	8
14	Chorus						[CHORUS FADES]	14

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