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K:F P:verse z z/2 A/2 | ^G/2A/2 G/2A/2 | c A3/4A/4 | ^G/2A/2 G/2A/2 | c3/2 c/2 | w:We had to move a-way 'Cos the rent we couldn-'t pay. The d/2c/2 A/2F/2 | E/2F/2 c/2B/2 | (E2 | E/2) z/2 B/2A/2 | w:mo-ving van came round just af-ter dark. * There was B/2A/2 ^G/2A/2 | c E/2F/2 | G/2F/2 E/2F/2 | c/2 z/2 =B/2A/2 | w:me and my old man, Sho-ving things ins-ide the van, Which we'd G/2d/2 =B/2G/2 | ^F/2G/2 A/2G/2 | (c2 | c/2) z/2 c/2A/2 | w:of-ten done be-fore, let me re-mark. * We packed B/2A/2 B/2A/2 | B c/2G/2 | A/2^G/2 A/2G/2 | A E/2F/2 | w:all that could be packed In the van, and that's a fact. And we G/2^F/2 G/2A/2 | c/2B/2 A/2^G/2 | (A2 | A) A/2^A/2 | w:got in-side all we could get in-side. * Then we =B/2^A/2 B/2A/2 | =B ^A/2G/2 | A/2G/2 A/2G/2 | A G/2E/2 | w:packed all we could pack On the tail-board at the back, Till there F/2E/2 F/2G/2 | A/2G/2 A/2=B/2 | (c2 | c/2) z/2 z | w:was-n't a-ny room for me to ride. * P:chorus c d | A3/2 F/2 | G/2 A G/2 | D z/2 ^D/2 | w:My old man said: "Fol-ler the van, And E c3/4d/4 | c/2B/2 G/2^G/2 | (A2 | A) z | w:don't dil-ly-dal-ly on the way". A A/2B/2 | A G/2E/2 | G A | G/2F/2 z | w:Off went the van with me home packed in it. G G/2A/2 | G F/2D/2 | E F | G/2c/2 A/2B/2 | w:I walked be'-ind with my old cock lin-net. But i c/2 c A/2 | B/2 c z/2 | c/2 c A/2 | B/2 c z/2 | w:dil-lied and dal-lied, Dal-lied and dil-lied; c3/4d/4 c/2A/2 | G/2F/2 D/2F/2 | (G2 | G/2) z/2 z/2 C/2 | w:Lost me way and don't know where to roam. * I F/2 F G/2 | A/2A/2 G/2F/2 | G A | B/2G/2 A/2B/2 | w:stopped on the way to have the old half quart-ern, and I c d | A G | (F2 | F/2) z/2 z || w:can't find my way home. W: W:1 W:We had to move away 'Cos the rent we couldn't pay. W:The moving van came round just after dark. W:There was me and my old man, Shoving things inside the van, W:Which we'd often done before, let me remark. W:We packed all that could be packed In the van, and that's a fact. W:And we got inside all that we could get inside. W:Then we packed all we could pack On the tailboard at the back, W:Till there wasn't any room for me to ride. W: W:ch W:My old man said: "Foller the van, And don't dilly-dally on the way". W:Off went the van with me home packed in it. W:I walked be'ind with my old cock linnet. W:But I dillied and dallied, Dallied and dillied; W:Lost me way and don't know where to roam. W:I stopped on the way to have the old half quartern, W:And I can't find my way home. W: W:2 W:I gave a helping hand With the marble wash hand-stand, W:And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad. W:All at once, the car-man bloke Had an accident and broke, W:Well, the nicest bit of china that we had. W:You'll understand, of course, I was cross about the loss. W:Same as any other human woman would. W:But I soon got over that, What with "two out" and a chat, W:'Cos it's little things like that what does you good. W: W:3 W:Oh! I'm in such a mess. I don't know the new address - W:Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood. W:And I feel as if I might Have to stay out here all night. W:And that ain't a goin' to do me any good. W:I don't make no complaint But I'm coming over faint, W:What I want now's a good substantial feed, W:And I sort 'o kind 'o feel, If I don't soon have a meal, W:I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed! % % % % % % % % % %]

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Song by C Collins and F W Leigh