Am Born in the middle of the afternoon D G Am In a horsedrawn carriage on the old A5 Am The big twelve wheeler shook my bed, D Am D Em You cant stay here the policeman said. CHORUS Am G D Em Youd better get born in some place else. Am Em Am Em So move along, get along, Move along, get along, F G Am Go! Move! Shift! Born in the common by a building site Where the ground was rutted by the trail of wheels The local Christian said to me, Youll lower the price of property. CHORUS Born at potato picking time In a noble tent in a tatie field. The farmer said, The works all done Its time that you was moving on. CHORUS Born at the back of a hawthorn hedge Where the black hole frost lay on the ground. No eastern kings came bearing gifts. Instead the order came to shift. CHORUS The eastern sky was full of stars And one shone brighter than the rest The wise men came so stern and strict And brought the orders to evict CHORUS Wagon, tent or trailer born, Last month, last year or in far off days. Born here or a thousand miles away There‚s always men nearby wholl say CHORUS Six in the morning out in Inchicore The guards came through the wagon door. John Maughan was arrested in the cold A travelling boy just ten years old. CHORUS Mary Joyce was living at the side of the road No halting place and no fixed abode. The vigilantes came to the Darndale site And they shot her son in the middle of the night
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