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Oi gippo!Well I was born in a wagon of a travelling showMumma used to dance for the money they'd throwGrandpa did whatever he couldHe used to preach a little bibleAnd fill a couple of bottles of doctor's goodGypsies, tramps & thievesWe hear it from the townGypsies, tramps & thievesOur kids would come aroundAnd lay their money downPicked up this young girl while out in my carTook her for a ride, but took her too farShe's sixteen, I'm twenty-oneI had to take her down to BrightonHer daddy would've shot meIf he knew what I'd doneGypsies, tramps & thievesWell we hear it from the townGypsies, tramps & thievesWell our kids would come aroundAnd lay your money downLetras de cancionesI'm a gypsy king with a sovereign ringI'm a sweet talking guyYou gave me a gun so I'm out on the runAnd you'll not see me for a while...You'll not see me for a whileI was born in a wagon of a travelling showMumma used to dance for the money they'd throwGrandpa did whatever he couldHe used to preach a little bibleAnd fill a couple of bottles of doctor's goodGypsies, tramps & thievesWell we hear it from the townGypsies, tramps & thievesWell our kids would come aroundGypsies, tramps & thievesWell we hear it from the townGypsies, tramps & thievesWell our kids would come aroundGypsies, tramps & thievesWell we hear it from the townGypsies, tramps & thievesWell our kids would come around... From Letras Mania