I Aint Got No Home Folkways Version lyrics

I ain`t got no home, I`m just a ramblin` around
Work when I can get it, 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

I was farmin` shares and always I was done
My debts they was so many they wouldn`t go around
Drought got my crops and Mr. Banker`s at my door
And I ain`t got no home in this world anymore

Six children I have raised, they`re scattered and they`re gone
And my darling wife to heaven she has flown
She died of the fever upon the cabin floor
And I ain`t got no home in this world anymore

I mined in your mines and I gathered in your corn
I been workin` mister since the day that I was born
I worry all the time like I never did before
Cause I ain`t got no home in this world anymore

Now I just ramble around to see what I can see
This wide wicked world is 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

I`m stranded on this road that goes from sea to sea
A hundred thousand others are stranded here with me
A hundred thousand others and a hundred thousand more
I ain`t got no home in this world anymore
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