The Dubliners- Thirty Foot Trailer Chords

[N] [F] The _ [D] old [Bb] ways are changing, you cannot [F] deny.
The [D] day of the [Bb] traveler is over.
[F] _ [C] There's nowhere to go and there's [F] nowhere [Eb] to bide.
[F] So farewell to [Bb] the life of [Eb] the _ [D] rover.
_ [Bb] _
Goodbye to the tent and the old [F] [Bb] caravan.
To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And goodbye to the [Eb] 30th [Dm] trailer.
[Bb] _ Farewell to the cant and the Romani tongue.
Farewell to the Romani talking.
The buying and selling, the old fortune telling.
The knock on the door and [Eb] the [Bb] hawking.
Goodbye to the tent [Eb] and the old [F] caravan.
[Bb] To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And goodbye to the 30th [Eb] _ [Bb] trailer. _
Farewell to the bismuth of heather and maroons.
Farewell to the creels and the basket.
The folks of today, they would far [Eb] sooner pay [Bb] for a thing that's been made [Eb] out of [Bb] plastic.
_ Goodbye to the [Eb] tent and the old [F] [Bb] caravan.
To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And goodbye to the 30th [Eb] trailer.
[Bb] _ _ The old ways are passing and soon they'll be gone.
For progress is a big factor.
It's sent to afflict us and when they evict us, they'll tow us away with [Eb] a [Bb] tractor.
_ _ Goodbye to the tent [Eb] and the old [F] caravan.
[Bb] To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And goodbye to the 30th [Eb] _ [Bb] trailer.
_ Farewell to the pony, the cob and the mare.
The reins and the harness are idle.
You don't need a strap when you're [Eb] breaking up scraps.
Oh, [Bb] farewell to the bitch [Eb] and the [Bb]
librido.
_ Goodbye to the tent [Eb] and the old caravan.
[Bb] To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And farewell to the [Eb] 30th [Bb] trailer.
_ _ Farewell to the fields where we've sweated and toiled.
A-pullin' and crownin' and liftin'.
They'll soon have machines and the [Eb] traveling queens [Bb] and their menfolk had better [Eb] be [Bb] shiv'n.
_ Goodbye to the tent [Eb] and the [F] old caravan.
[Bb] To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man.
And goodbye to the [Eb] 30th trailer.
[Bb] _
_ _ [D] You've got to [Bb] move fast to keep up [F] with the times.
For these [Bb] days a man cannot [F] donder.
There's a [Bb] bylaw to say you must be [Eb] on your way.
[Bb] And another to [Dm] say [Eb] you can't walk.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _