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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... From Letras Mania