I Ain't Got No Home (Live)

I Ain't Got No Home (Live) - Bob Dylan

Well I ain't got no home

I'm just ramblin' round

Just a ramblin' worker

Go from town to town

Police make it hard wherever I may go

I ain't got no home in this world anymore

All my brothers and my sisters

Have stranded on this road

That's a hard ol' dusty road

That a million feet have trod

Rich men took our home

And they drove us from our door

Man can't feel at home in this world anymore

Well as I look around me

It's funny and plain to see

This wicked cruel world is a funny ol' place to be

The gamblin' man is rich lord

The workin' man is poor

Can't fit his home in this world anymore