Cher - Medley: Half-Breed; Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves; Dark Lady (Live in Concert) Chords

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_ _ [Dm] I heard, [Am] happy, [Dm] how I love and hate the world, _ [A] happy.
[Am] _ She's no good to want, [Em] was I her against me
since [Dm] the day I was born. _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ [C] We never settled [G] _
downtown.
[D] _ When [E] you're not around, [Am] you don't hang around.
[F] The [C] other children [G] always laugh at [E] me.
[Am] Give her [C] a feather, she's [F] a chair or a _ _ key.
_ _ [Am] Happy, [Dm] that's all I ever [Am] heard.
_ Happy, [Dm] how I love and hate the world, [Am] happy. _
[Dm] She's no good to want, was [Em] I her against me
since the day [Am] I was born.
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
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_ I reckon [C] I'm a traveling show.
My mama used to dance for [F] the money they told.
[C] My mama would [Em] do whatever [Am] he could.
_ _ [D] Read your little gospel, [Dm] _ _
sell a couple [D] bottles of Dr.
[C] Good. _ _ _ _
[F] _ [F] Gypsies, tramps, and thieves, we hear it from the people
of the town they call us gypsies, [C] tramps, and [Am] thieves.
But every night all the [F] men would come around
to [Am] lay their money down. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The uncle [C] boy at the salvo won't be [Dm] you.
They'd never [F] have been a little heart of me.
[C] I was 16, he was [Am] 21. _ _ _
[D] Oh, I lost to Memphis.
[Dm] _ [G] My mama would have shot him every night [C] when he was young.
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Gypsies, tramps, and thieves, we hear it from the people
of the [C] town they call us [F] _ gypsies, tramps, [Am] and thieves.
But every [G] night all the men would come around
_ and lay their [A] money down.
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_ [C#m] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ Matthew had gypsy music [C#m] through his [G#] mouth.
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And at plain black, _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ she had dumped him behind
[C#m] and I knew myself.
[G] _ [C#m] The Quotient Queen [E] of New Orleans
[C#] was brushing her cat in her [F#m] black _ [G#] rousing.
[C#m] All the fancy scratches from [C#] the malt of man,
her [F#] fashion she had [E] worn.
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_ [C#m] See through the tinted glass, [C#] she said,
I'm dame [F#m] that he hid the [G#] gas.
[C#m] I followed her to some dog in a room.
She [C#] took my money, she [F#m] said,
I'll be with [E] you soon.
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_ _ _ _ As to her gypsy music,
till it grew with her.
_ _ [Dm] Not that I ever [A] could have quite struck all the quail. _
She told me more about me than [Dm] I knew myself.