D                                          G
Well, I followed my feet all acrooss this land
   D                      A            
A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand
D
From the cold, cold east
                  G
To the woods out west
D                   A       D
Ain't no home just lucky I guess
G                               D
I've seen the sunrise over the water 
A                         D
Howled at the moon by the embers glow
G                       D
Stole me a kiss from a poor man's daughter
Bm                    A      D
Threw on my pack and away I goss


D                                           G
Well, it looks like rain and it taste like hell 
D                   A               
Ain't nobody ever wished me well
D                                      G
Tried to make me stand in the welfare line 
D                       A        D
I ain't seen free in a long old time
       G             D
Well, every town is gone by morning
A                      D            
Hitch to another till sun the goes down
G                 D
Find me a boxcar, one or two brothers
Bm                     A       D
Take out a bottle and pass it around


D                                            G
There's trouble at the border and a far off war
D                          A
Oil in the water and the shut down store 
D                                     G
Big banks closin' and the world ain't round
D                       A         D
Jail filled up and the deal gone down
G                             D
But I got all I need on the highway 
A                         D
Little bit of luck and a rainbow stew 
G                                    D
Sing a little song for the ones who ramble
Bm                          A     D
Hard to carry on like the way we do


D                                        G
Now I've had friends who've walked that line
D                         A
Spent life workin' for a nickle and a dime 
D                                         G
The come home ragged at the end of their day
D                         A       D
Feet on the table, not a word to say
G                          D
Sometimes I might have to wonder
A                         D
How's it gunna end for a man like me
G                       D   
Slept in the rain and danced in the thunder



Bm                   A
I get a little bit older
Bm                   A
I get a little bit older
Bm                 A
I'll get a little tune on my fiddle 
      G
And then I'll be on my way

D                                   G
I followed my feet all across this land 
D                        A
A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand
D                                       G
The mines in the east To the woods out west
D                   A        D    
Ain't no home just lucky I guess
D                      A       D
Never had a home just lucky I guess