Woody Guthrie
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-rambling round
Just a wandering worker, I roam from town to town
The police make it hard wherever I may go
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 have trod
Rich man took my home and drove me from my door
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
I ain’t…
Was farmin' on the share, and always I was poor
My crops I laid into, 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
I ain’t…
Now as I look around, it's mighty plain to see
This world is such a funny and wicked place to be
The gambling man is rich while the working man is poor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
I ain’t…