i ain t got no home i m just a roamin round just a wandrin worker i go from town to town and the police make it hard wherever i may go and i ain t got no home in this world anymore my brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road a hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod rich man took my home and drove me from my door and i ain t got no home in this world anymore was a farmin on the shares and always i was poor my crops i lay into the banker s store my wife took down and died upon the cabin floor and i ain t got no home in this world anymore i mined in your mines and i gathered in your corn i been working mister since the day i was born now i worry all the time like i never did before cause i ain t got no home in this world anymore now as i look around it s mighty plain to see this world is such a great and a funny place to be oh the gamblin man is rich an the workin man is poor and i ain t got no home in this world anymore2