Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves taby ukulele według Cher

Am                     C
        I was born in the wagon of a traveling show
            Dm                         F
        My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
         C             Em      Am
        Papa'd do whatever he could
         Dm                      F
        Preach a little gospel
         G                            C
        Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good

        Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7        C
        Gypsies, tramps and thieves
            Fmaj7              C           Fmaj7          C
        We'd hear it from the people of the town, they'd call us
        Fmaj7 C   Fmaj7        C
        Gypsies, tramps and thieves
        Am                       G                F
        But every night all the men would come around
                            [1,3: Am   2: Dm C  Dm C; to bridge]
        And lay their money down


        Picked up a boy this side of Mobile
        Gave him a ride, fed him with a hot meal
        I was 16, he was 21
        Rode with us to Memphis
        And Papa would have shot him if he knew what he'd done


        Dm         C                Dm        C
        Never had schoolin' but he taught me well
                  Dm      C       Dm    C
        With his smooth Southern style
         Dm            C         Dm       C
        Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
              Dm            C        Fmaj7
        And I haven't seen him for a while
                                 Cmaj7     Fmaj7
        I haven't seen him for a while

[Verse 3]

        She was born in the wagon of a traveling show
        Her mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
        Grandpa'd do whatever he could
        Preach a little gospel
        Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good