Thirty Foot Trailer chords by The Watersons

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
F

Verse 1:
    F                                 C
The old ways are changing, you cannot deny,
    F                     Bb C
The day of the travellers ov-er;
        Dm         Bb              F          Bb
There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere to bide,
       F                       Bb F
So farewell to the life of the ro-ver.

Chorus 1:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.

Verse 2:
    F                                   C
Farewell to the cant and the travelling tongue,
    F                  Bb C
Farewell to the Romani talking,
    Dm         Bb           F           Bb
The buying and selling, the old fortune telling,
    F                         Bb F
The knock on the door and the hawking.

Chorus 2:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.

Verse 3:
       F                                    C
You've got to move fast to keep up with the times
    F                       Bb C
For these days a man cannot dander;
          Dm       Bb           F          Bb
There's a bylaw to say you must be on your way
     F                       Bb F
And another to say you can't wander.

Chorus 3:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.

Verse 4:
    F                                 C
Farewell to the besoms of heather and broom,
    F                         Bb C
Farewell to the creel and the basket,
        Dm         Bb             F          Bb
For the folks of today they would far sooner pay
      F                             Bb  F
For a thing that's been made out of plastic.

Chorus 4:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.

Verse 5:
    F                                  C
Farewell to the pony, the cob, and the mare
          F                         Bb C
Where the reins and the harness are id-le;
    Dm           Bb                F           Bb
You don't need a strap when you're breaking up scrap
       F                       Bb F
So farewell to the bit and the bridle.

Chorus 5:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.

Verse 6:
    F                                          C
Farewell to the fields where we've sweated and toiled
   F                       Bb C
At pulling and shoving and lifting,
        Dm          Bb             F          Bb
They'll soon have machines and the travelling queens
          F                     Bb  F
And their menfolk had better be shifting.

Chorus 6:
    F                        Bb      C
Farewell to the tent and the old caravan,
       F           Bb         F          C
To the tinker, the Gypsy, the travelling man
        F                       Bb  F
And farewell to the thirty-foot trailer.