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Ain’t Got No Home In This World

I wrote this song early into my senior year of college, when I was rather unsatisfied with my lot in life—overworked and underpaid. I obviously drew from Woody Guthry’s "I Ain’t Got No Home", which I wanted to sing, but felt it was too political to express what I wanted, which at the time I felt was more an existential calamity. I also drew on classic hobo ballads, dreaming of just up and wandering away from all my studies and responsibilities.
Zach Capalbo
Key of C
X:1
M:3/4
L:1/4
K:C
|CG2|GG2|GA2|AA2|AG2|GG2|GD2|_ED2|!
|DG2|GG2|GA2|AA2|AGG|GD_E|DC2|!
|C3|CCC|CDE|G3|G3|AAA|AG_E|D3|!
|D3|GGG|GGG|A2A|AAA|GGG|D_ED|C3|!

C                          F
My shoes is all torn up my toes is stickin’ out,
     C                             Gsus2
If I don’t get some whiskey, gonna go up the spout.
C                      F
I ain’t got no jacket, I ain’t got no tie,
      C            G            C    
And I ain’t got no home in this world.

Chorus:

  C                         
I ain’t got no home in this world
  F                         Gsus2
I ain’t got no home in this world
   C                    F
My money is gone and my toes is cold
      C            G            C    
And I ain’t got no home in this world.


My friends have all gone and I can’t get them back.
My company now’s just a cigarette pack.
But I ain’t got a light, I just got a dark,
And I ain’t got no home in this world.


[Chorus]


I ain’t got no sweethearts; I ain’t got no sweets.
I think my poor heart has been missin’ some beats.
I’ll dream up some love, ’neath an old willow tree
’Cause I ain’t got no home in this world.


[Chorus]


But I am happy, I ramble and roam
And them that don’t like me they leave me alone.
I’ll pluck on my banjo; I’ll sing and I’ll shout
That I ain’t got no home in this world.


[Chorus]


When I’m in the graveyard, and I’m laid to rest
And everyone there thinks I’m happy and blessed
Won’t have no more money, won’t have no banjo—
But I’ll have a home in this world!


[Chorus]