The Life Of A Rover Testo

The old ways are changing, you can not deny, The day of the traveller's over. There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere to bide, So farewell to the life of the Rover. [Chorus] Farewell to the tent and the old caravan, To the tinker, the gipsy, the travelling man. Farewell to the life of the Rover. [Chorus] Farewell to the cant and the travelling tongue, Farewell to the Romany talking. The buying and selling, the ould fortune-telling, The knock at the door and the hawking. You've got to move fast to keep up with the times, For these days a man can not dander. There's a by-law to say you must be on your way, And another to say you can't wander. [Chorus] Farewell to pot mending kettles and brooms, Farewell to the creel and the basket. The folks of today they would far sooner pay For a thing that's been made out of plastic. Farewell to the pony, the cob and the mare, The reings and the harness are idle. You don't need a strap when your breaking up scrap, So farewell to the bit and the bridle. [Chorus] The old ways are passing soon they'll be gone Progress it is a big factor. They're sent to afflict us and when they evict us They tow us away with a tractor.