Well I was born in a wagon of a travelling show Mumma used to dance for the money they'd throw Grandpa did whatever he could He used to preach a little bible And fill a couple of bottles of doctor's good
Gypsies, tramps & thieves Gypsies, tramps & thieves Our kids would come around
Picked up this young girl while out in my car Took her for a ride, but took her too far She's sixteen, I'm twenty-one I had to take her down to Brighton Her daddy would've shot me
Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well we hear it from the town Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well our kids would come around
I'm a gypsy king with a sovereign ring You gave me a gun so I'm out on the run And you'll not see me for a while... You'll not see me for a while
I was born in a wagon of a travelling show Mumma used to dance for the money they'd throw Grandpa did whatever he could He used to preach a little bible And fill a couple of bottles of doctor's good
Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well we hear it from the town Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well our kids would come around Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well we hear it from the town Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well our kids would come around Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well we hear it from the town Gypsies, tramps & thieves Well our kids would come around More from The Anti-Nowhere League