Lyrics Christy Moore

Christy Moore

Go Move Shift

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

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

move along, get along, move along, get along

Go, move, shift

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