good one richard, i hope that the words written from the heart, of a life going slowly, and general intolerance, i know we aint angels but we had a way of life that did actually support others in a way, the fruit picking, etc it wasnt all the romantic life lots think it was, no the reality was a hard life and always on the edge, however im lucky in that i am finding a few of the ol boys an ladies who remember and mourn the passing of the traveller laws and the way that tinkers have taken the place of romanies in most folks minds, when we left a tan all we left were marks in the grass, not mountains of rubbish, (tan = camp) im glad that so many enjoyed the song and many many thanks to me cuz the bard for the music and chorus.