Billy Bragg – I Aint Got No Home (Guitar)

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I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round

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Just a wandrin' worker, I go from town to town.

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And the police make it hard wherever I may go 

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And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

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No I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road

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A hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod

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Now the Rich man took my home and drove me from my door 

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And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

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No I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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I was a-farmin' on the shares, and always I was poor

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My crops I lay into the banker's store. 

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And my wife took down and died upon the cabin floor

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And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

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No I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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I mined in your mines and I gathered in your corn

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I been working, mister, since the day that I was born

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Now I worry all the time like I never did before

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'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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No I ain't got no home in this world anymore

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Now as I look around, it's mighty plain to see 

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This world is such a great and a funny place to be

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Oh, the gamblin' man is rich an' the workin' man is poor

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And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

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No I ain't got no home in this world anymore