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C G 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 G C G 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 D My debts they were so many, man, they wouldn't go around G C G 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 G C G 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 D I've been workin' mister since the day that I was born G C G I worry all the time like I never did before D G 'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore 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 G C G 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 D Hundred thousand others are stranded here with me G C G Hundred thousand others yes and hundred thousand more D G I ain't got no home in this world anymore
Written by Woody Guthrie
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