I Ain't Got No Home Songtext
von Woody Guthrie

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 anymore.