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Thread #117533   Message #2532781
Posted By: Cretzon
06-Jan-09 - 08:32 AM
Thread Name: Songs about Homelessness
Subject: RE: Songs about Homelessness
Ewan MacColl's Moving On Song is one I like - from the radio ballads. Easy to play, too. Seems to be know as Go Move Shift when anybody else does it.

                  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 can't stay here" the policeman said.
               
                  CHORUS
                  Am          G          D          Em
                  You'd 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 tatie lifting time
                  In an old bell tent in a tatie field.
                  The farmer said, "The work's all done
                  It's time that you was moving on."

                  CHORUS

                  Born on a common near a building site
                  Where is ground was rutted by the trailers wheels
                  The local people said to me,
                  "You'll lower the price of property."

                  CHORUS

                  Born at the back of a blackthorn hedge
                  Where the white hoarfrost lay all around.
                  No eastern kings came bearing gifts.
                  Instead the order came to shift.

                  CHORUS

                  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 orders to evict

                  CHORUS

                  Wagon, tent or trailer born,
                  Last year last month or in far off days.
                  Born here or a thousand miles away
                  There's always men nearby who'll say

                  CHORUS