I Ain't Got No Home, I'm Just A-ramblin' Round

I'm Just A Wandrin' Worker, I Roam From Town To Town.

The Police Make It Hard Wherever I May Go

And I Ain't Got No Home In This World Anymore.



My Brothers And My Sisters Are Stranded On This Road

A Hot And Dusty Road That A Million Feet Done Trod;

Rich Man Took My Home And Drove Me From My Door

And I Ain't Got No Home In This World Anymore.



Was A-farmin' On The Share, And Always I Was Poor

My Crops I Laid Into The Banker's Store;

My Wife Took Down And Died Upon The Cabin Floor

And I Ain't Got No Home In This World Anymore.



Now As I Look Round, It's Mighty Plain To See

The World Is Such A Great And A Funny Place To Be;

The Gamblin' Man Is Rich And The Workin' Man Is Poor

And I Ain't Got No Home In This World Anymore.