I ain’t got no home (in this world anymore)

It seemed apt to post these lyrics today. My person favourite version of this song is on Billy Bragg’s Tooth & Nail album. Listen on Spotify.

I ain’t got no home, I’m just a-roamin’ ’round,
Just a wandering worker, I go from town to town.
And the police make it hard for me no matter where I 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 a million feet have trod;
A rich man took my home and drove me from 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 I lay into the banker’s store.
My wife took down and died upon the cabin floor,
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore.

I mined in your mines and I gathered in your corn
I been working, mister, since the day I was born.
Now I worry all the time like I never did before,
’Cause I ain’t got no home in this world anymore.

Now as I look around, it’s mighty plain to see
This world is such a great and a funny place to be;
Oh, the gambling man is rich and the working man is poor,
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore.