i ain't got no home
i'm just a ramblin round
just a wanderin worker
i go from town to town
the rich man took my home
and drove me from my door
and i ain't got no home
in this world anymore
the words of people that lived so long from now fill my every thought and movement for fifteen minutes--but really fourteen and 13 seconds.
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