Released: August 28, 1988
Songwriter: Woody Guthrie
Producer: Chuck Plotkin Jon Landau Bruce Springsteen
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-ramblin' 'round
I work when I can get it, I roam from town to town
Police make it hard, boys, wherever I may go
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I was farmin' shares and always I was done
My debts, they was so many, my pay wouldn't go around
Drought got my crops and Mr. Banker's at my door
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
Six children I have raised, they're scattered and they're gone
And my darling wife, to heaven she has flown
She died of the fever upon the cabin floor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I mined in your mines and I gathered your corn
I been workin', mister, since the day that I was born
I worry all the time like I never did before
'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore
Well, now I just ramble 'round to see what I can see
This wide wicked world is sure a funny place to be
The gamblin' man is rich and the workin' man is poor
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
And I'm stranded on this road that goes from sea to sea
A hundred thousand others are stranded here with me
A hundred thousand others, yes, a hundred thousand more
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I work when I can get it, I roam from town to town
Police make it hard, boys, wherever I may go
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I was farmin' shares and always I was done
My debts, they was so many, my pay wouldn't go around
Drought got my crops and Mr. Banker's at my door
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
Six children I have raised, they're scattered and they're gone
And my darling wife, to heaven she has flown
She died of the fever upon the cabin floor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I mined in your mines and I gathered your corn
I been workin', mister, since the day that I was born
I worry all the time like I never did before
'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore
Well, now I just ramble 'round to see what I can see
This wide wicked world is sure a funny place to be
The gamblin' man is rich and the workin' man is poor
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
And I'm stranded on this road that goes from sea to sea
A hundred thousand others are stranded here with me
A hundred thousand others, yes, a hundred thousand more
I ain't got no home in this world anymore
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