the rise and dear demise of the funky nomadic tribes

The Rise And Dear Demise Of The Funky Nomadic Tribes - Thin Lizzy
The people rose and set off for the sun

At night they read their star signs

A people proud for they know their kingdom come

Their skin was tanned by moonshine

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

I know now why they gone and its all past

There come a European

His love was good but his lust, it lingered last

And stuck like a devil demon

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep -a-movin on

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

On lonely nights you can hear the distant call

And good hearts hear the rhythm

And now I know pride before a fall

On the road to freedom

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

Got to keep-a-movin

Got to keep-a-movin on

Got to keep-a- movin

Got to keep-a-movin on
Woh, woh, woh, woh, now

So long, baby Goodbye