The Move evolved from several mid 1960s Birmingham based groups, including Carl Wayne & The Vikings, The Nightriders & The Mayfair Set. The group's name seems to refer to the move various members of these bands made to form the group. Beside Roy Wood, the original members of the Move were drummer Bev Bevan, bassist Chris "Ace" Kefford, vocalist Carl Wayne & guitarist Trevor Burton.
Their first single, 'Night of Fear' was released in 1966 and was the first in a line of memorable hits penned chiefly by Roy Wood.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
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{title: Blackberry Way} {subtitle: The Move} {define: Em+ base-fret 0 frets 0 2 2 0 1 0} {define: Em/D# base-fret 0 frets x x 1 0 0 0} {define: Eb9 base-fret 6 frets x 0 2 2 0 0} {define: D9 base-fret 5 frets x 0 2 2 0 0}
[Em]Blackberry [Em+]way[Em6], Abso[Em+]lutely [Em]pouring [F#]down with rain, It's a [Am]terrible day,[D] [Em]Up with the [Em+]lark[Em6], Silly [Em+]girl I [Em]don't know [F#]what to say, She was [Am]running away[D] [G] So now I'm [G/F#]standing on the [Em]corner, [Bm7]Lost in the [Bbm7]things that I [Am7]said, [Cm]What Am I supposed to do [Em]now[Em/D#][Em/D]?[Eb9][D9]
{soc} [G]Goodbye blackberry [Bm]way, [C]I can't see you [Am7]I don't [D7]need you [G]Goodbye blackberry [Bm]way, [Am7]Sure to want me [D7]back another [G]day. {eoc}
Down to the park, Over growing but the trees are bare, There's a memory there, Boats on the lake, Unatended now the laughter drowned, I'm incredibly down, Just like myself they are negleted, Turn with my eyes to the wall, What am I supposed to do now?
Run for the train, Look behind you for she may be there, Said a thing in the air, Blackberry way, See the battlefield of careless sins, Cast to the winds, So full of emptiness without her, Lost in the words that I said, What am I supposed to do now?