Go! Move! Shift!

Born in the middle of the afternoon
On a horse drawn wagon on the old A5
The big twelve wheelers shook my bed
"You can't stop here" the policeman said
"You'd better get born in someplace else"

So, move along, get along,
Move along, get along
Go, move, shift

Born in the tattie hoking time
In a canvas tent near the tattie field
The farmer says "Your work's all done
It's time that you were moving on
You'd better get born in someplace else"

So, move along, get along,
Move along, get along
Go, move, shift

Born on a common near a building site
Where the ground is rutted with the trailor wheels
The local people said to me
"You lower the price of property
You'd better get born in someplace else"

So, move along, get along,
Move along, get along
Go, move, shift


Born at the back of a blackthorn hedge
When the white hoare frost lay all around
No eastern kings came bearing gifts
Instead the order came to shift
You'd better get born in someplace else

So, move along, get along,
Move along, get along
Go, move, shift

The winter sky was hung with stars
And one shone brighter than the rest
The wise men came so stern and strict
And brought the order to evict
You'd better get born in someplace else


So, move along, get along,
Move along, get along
Go, move, shift

Wagon, tent or trailor born
Last month, last year or in far off days
Born here or a thousand miles away
There's always men nearby who say
"You'd better get born in someplace else"

Words and Music by Tommy Makem
Performed by BOILED IN LEAD