Verse
F A# F
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-ramblin' 'round
F G C
Just a ramblin worker, I go from town to town.
F A# F
The police make it hard wherever I may go
F C F
I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse]
F A# F
My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road
F G C
D hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod
F A# F
Rich man took my home and drove me from my door
F C F
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse]
F A# F
Well, as I look around, it's funny plain to see
F G C
This wicked cruel world, is a funny old place to be
F A# F
The gamblin' man is rich, the workin' man is poor
F C F
I cant feel at home in this world anymore