Ain't Got No Home Songtext
von 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 are 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