Half Breed 

My father married a pure Cherokee 
My mother's people were ashamed of me 
The indians said I was white by law 
The White Man always called me "Indian Squaw"

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Half-breed, that's all I ever heard 
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word 
Half-breed, she's no good they warned 
Both sides were against me since the day I was born

We never settled, went from town to town 
When you're not welcome you don't hang around 
The other children always laughed at me "Give her a feather, she's a Cherokee"

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We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed 
Nineteen I left them, tell me who's to blame 
My life since then has been from man to man 
But I can't run away from what I am

[Repeat chorus]

Gypsy Tramps & Thieves

I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show 
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw 
Papa would do whatever he could 
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good 

CHORUS 
Gypsys, tramps, and thieves 
We'd hear it from the people of the town 
They'd call us Gypsys, tramps, and thieves 
But every night all the men would come around 
And lay their money down 

Picked up a boy just south of Mobile 
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal 
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one 
Rode with us to Memphis 
And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done 

CHORUS 

I never had schoolin' 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, uh-huh 
I haven't seen him for a while, uh-huh 

She was born in the wagon of a travellin' show 
Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw 
Grandpa'd do whatever he could 
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good 

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