C F C I ain't got no home, I'm just a-ramblin' 'roundC D G Just a ramblin worker, I go from town to town.C F C The police make it hard wherever I may goC G C I ain't got no home in this world anymore. [Verse]C F C My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this roadC D G A hot and dusty road that a million feet have trodC F C Rich man took my home and drove me from my doorC G C And I ain't got no home in this world anymore. [Verse]C F C Well, as I look around, it's funny plain to seeC D G This wicked cruel world, is a funny old place to beC F C The gamblin' man is rich, the workin' man is poorC G C I cant feel at home in this world anymore
I Aint Got No Home
Bob Dylan
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