Fine Clothes to the Jew/Gypsy Man

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GYPSY MAN
Ma man's a gypsyCause he never does come home.Ma man's a gypsy,—He never does come home.I'm gonna be a gypsy woman.Fer I can't stay here alone.
Once I was in Memphis,I mean Tennessee.Once I was in Memphis,Said Tennessee.But I had to leave causeNobody there was good to me.
I met a yellow papa,He took ma last thin dime.Met a yellow papa,He took ma last thin dime.I give it to him cause I loved himBut I'll have mo' sense next time.
Love, Oh, love isSuch a strange disease.Love, Oh, love isSuch a strange disease.When it hurts yo' heart youSho can't find no ease.
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