I ain't got no home, I'm just a rambling around
hard working rambling man, I go from town to town
The police make it hard wherever I may go
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore

I was farming on the shares and always I was poor
My crops I laid into the banker's door
And my wife took down and died upon the cabin floor
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore

I ain't got no home, I'm just a rambling around

hard working rambling man, I go from town to town
The police make it hard wherever I may go
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore

Now as I look around it's mighty plain to see
This wide wicked world is a 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