The Moving On Song (Go! Move! Shift!)

(álbum: Whatever Tickles Your Fancy - 1975)

Born in the middle of the afternoon
In a horsedrawn carriage on the old A5
The big twelve wheeler shook my bed,
"You can't stay here" the policeman said.

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
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,
"You'll lower the price of property."

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
Go! Move! Shift!

Born at potato picking time
In a noble tent in a tatie field.
The farmer said, "The work's all done
It's time that you was moving on."

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
Go! Move! Shift!

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.

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
Go! Move! Shift!

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

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
Go! Move! Shift!

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 who'll say

You'd better get born in some place else.
So move along, get along, Move along, get along,
Go! Move! Shift!