Here's my transcription of the Irish Rovers version:

THE LIFE OF THE ROVER
(Ewan MacColl, as sung by the Irish Rovers)

The old ways are changing you cannot deny,
The day of the traveller's over;
There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere to bide,
So goodbye to the thirty-foot trailer.

Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
To the tinker, the gypsy, the travelling man;
Goodbye to the life of the rover.

Farewell to the songs and the travelling talk;
Farewell to the horse and the bridle;
The buying, the selling, the old fortune telling,
The knock on the door and the hawking.

You've got to move fast to keep up with the times,
For these days a man cannot dander;
There's a bylaw to say you must be on your way,
And another to say you can't wander.

The old ways are passing and soon will be gone,
For progress is always a factor;
It's sent to afflict us, and when they evict us,
They tow us away wi a tractor.



Irish Rovers recording: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Nkw5gWnW7Q (may not play in Europe)