Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse 1]
G G C G
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round,
G G D
Just a travelling refugee, I go from town to town.
G G C G
And everything is hard wherever I may go
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 2]
G G C G
My brothers and my sisters are all upon this road,
G G D
A hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod;
G G C G
Armed men took my home and threw me from my door
G G D G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 3]
G G C G
They came into our town, and walked through my front door
G G D
Took away my children and broke my bottom jaw
G G C G
My wife took down and died there on the cabin floor,
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 4]
G G C G
Well I remember the sound of them loud American bombs
G G D
And I remember the faces of the tirants that are gone
G G C G
But now I worry all the time like I never did before
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 5]
G G C G
And as I wonder this earth, it seems to me
G G D
That this place is a parody of what it ought to be
G G C G
Where the violent are rich and the peaceful ones are poor
G G D G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
G G C G
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round,
G G D
Just a travelling refugee, I go from town to town.
G G C G
And everything is hard wherever I may go
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 2]
G G C G
My brothers and my sisters are all upon this road,
G G D
A hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod;
G G C G
Armed men took my home and threw me from my door
G G D G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 3]
G G C G
They came into our town, and walked through my front door
G G D
Took away my children and broke my bottom jaw
G G C G
My wife took down and died there on the cabin floor,
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 4]
G G C G
Well I remember the sound of them loud American bombs
G G D
And I remember the faces of the tirants that are gone
G G C G
But now I worry all the time like I never did before
G G D G G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
[Verse 5]
G G C G
And as I wonder this earth, it seems to me
G G D
That this place is a parody of what it ought to be
G G C G
Where the violent are rich and the peaceful ones are poor
G G D G
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
David Bolzoni
David Bowick
David Box
David Bradley
David Braud