Lirama

I ain't got no home, I'm just roaming 'round
I'm just a wondering worker who goes from town to town
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 many feet have trod
The rich man took my home and drove me through my door
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
I was farming on the shares and always I was poor
My crops laid up in the bankers store
My wife laid down and died upon the cabin floor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
As I look around, it's mighty plain to see
This world is such a great and funny place to be
The gambling man is rich and the working man is poor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore
No I ain't got no home in this world