Well, I ain't got no home I'm just ramblin' round Just a ramblin' worker, go from town to town Police make it hard wherever I may go I ain't got no home in this world anymore
All my brothers and my sisters have stranded on this road That's a hard ol' dusty road that a million feet have trod Rich men took our home and they drove us from our door Man can't feel at home in this world anymore
Well, as I look around me it's funny and plain to see This wicked cruel world is a funny ol' place to be The gamblin' man is rich lord, the workin' man is poor Can't fit his home in this world anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
