I Ain't Got No Home(Chords)

	        

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I ain't got no home, I'm just a ramblin' around 
                               D 
I work when I can get it, I roam from town to town 
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The police make it hard, boys wherever I may go 
                            D        G 
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 

                           C           G 
I was farmin' shares and always I was down 
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My debts they were so many, man, they wouldn't go around 
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The drought had got my crop and Mister banker got my loan 
                            D        G 
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 


                                      C               G 
Six children I have raised they're scattered and they're gone 
                        D 
And my darling wife to heaven she has flown 
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She died of a fever yeah on the cabin floor 
                            D        G 
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 

                              C 
I mined in your mines and I guttered in your corn 
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I've been workin' mister since the day that I was born 
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I worry all the time like I never did before 
                                   D        G 
'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore 
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                                  C              G 
Well now I just rambled ­round to see what I can see 
                                 D 
This wide wicked world is sure a funny place to be 
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The gamblin' man is rich and the workin' man is poor 
                            D        G 
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 

                                     C               G 
Well I'm stranded on this road that goes from sea to sea 
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Hundred thousand others are stranded here with me 
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Hundred thousand others yes and hundred thousand more 
                             D       G 
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
	        

Written by Woody Guthrie