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