I ain't got no home just go round and round,
I work when I can get it and roam from town to town,
The police make it hard no matter where I go,
I ain't got no home in this world anymore,
As farming on my shares in no ways was I down,
My dad said so many my pay would move around,
But drunks took my crop, the vicar let me go,
I ain't got no home in this world anymore,
I'm stranded on this road it goes from sea to sea,
A hundred thousand others are stranded same as me,
A hundred thousand others, a hundred thousand more,
And we ain't got no home in this world anymore,
When I mind in your mind gathered in your corn,
Been a working man since the day that I was born,
But now I worry all the time like I never done before,
Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore,
Six children I have raised but scattered in their room,
And my darling wife to heaven she has gone,
She died of a fever on my cabin floor,
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore,
So I just travel round to see what I can see,
This wide wicked world's a funny place to be,
The ... man is rich the working man is poor,
I ain't got not home in this world anymore...