^DI ain't got no home, I'm just ^Ga-roamin' round^D I'm just a wand'rin worker, I roa^E7m from town ^A7to town The ^Dpolice make it hard, whereve^Gr I may go^D And I ain't got no home in this worl^A7d any more^D My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road A hot and dusty road that a milion feet done trod Rich man took my home, lord, and he drove me from my door And I ain't got no home in this world any more I was farmin' on the share and always I was poor My crops I laid into the bankers store My wife took down and died upon the cabin floor And I ain't got no home in this world any more Now as I look around it's a-mighty plain to see The world is such a great and a funny old place to be The gamblin' man is rich, lord, the working man is poor And I ain't got no home in this world any more