I Ain't Got No Home - As performed by Bruce Springsteen
 (Woody Guthrie)

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I ain't got no home, I'm just a ramblin' around
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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
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I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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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
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I ain't got no home in this world anymore 


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

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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
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'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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Well now I just rambled ‚round to see what I can see
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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
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I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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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
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I ain't got no home in this world anymore

Ooohh (to fade out)

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