I ain't got no home, I'm just a ramblin' around
I work when I can get it, I roam from town to town
The police make it hard, boys wherever I may go
I ain't got no home in this world anymore

I was farmin' shares and always I was down
My debts they were so many, man, they wouldn't go around
The drought had got my crop and Mister banker got my loan
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 

Six children I have raised they're scattered and they're gone
And my darling wife to heaven she has flown
She died of a fever yeah on the cabin floor
I ain't got no home in this world anymore 

I mined in your mines and I guttered in your corn
I've been workin' mister since the day that I was born
I worry all the time like I never did before
'Cause I ain't got no home in this world anymore

Well now I just rambled ‚round to see what I can see
This wide wicked world is sure a funny place to be 
The gamblin' man is rich and the workin' man is poor
I ain't got no home in this world anymore

Well I'm stranded on this road that goes from sea to sea
Hundred thousand others are stranded here with me
Hundred thousand others yes and hundred thousand more
I ain't got no home in this world anymore

Rainy night down in the engine house
Sleepin' just as still as a mouse
Yeah, a man came along and chase us out in the rain
Well was that a vigilante man

Stormy days, we pass the time away
Yeah sleepin' in some good warm place
And a cop come along we give him a little race
Say was that a vigilante man

Well tell me why does a vigilante man
Tell me why does a vigilante man
Carry that sawed off shotgun in his hands
To shoot his brothers and sisters down that no good vigilante man

Well I ramble around yeah, from town to town
Yeah I ramble around mmmh, from town to town
Yeah and they run us around like a wild herd of cattle lord
Yeah is that your vigilante man

Well tell me why does a vigilante man
Why does a vigilante man
Carry that club in his hands
Would he beat an innocent man down that no good vigilante man

Well I rode that ribbon higway 
I saw above me the endless sky 
I saw below me the golden valley 
This land was made for you and me 

I've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps 
Through the sparking sands of diamond deserts 
And all around me a voice was calling 
This land was made for you and me 

This land is your land 
This land is my land 
From California 
To the New York island 
From the Redwood Forest 
To the Gulf Stream waters 
This land was made for you and me 

Well the sun came shining and I was strolling 
Through wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling 
And a voice was sounding 
As the fog was lifting 
Saying this land was made for you and me 

This land is your land 
This land is my land 
From California 
To the New York island 
From the Redwood Forest 
To the Gulf Stream waters 
This land was made for you and me