Homeless Blues

Rocks have been my pillow, baby
you know bare ground have been my bed
Well now, rocks have been my pillow
oh Lord, bare ground have been my bed
You know I ain't got no where
oh Lord, to lay my poor aching head

You know I went out on the highway
and I tried to catch myself a ride
You know I went out on the highway
I tried to catch myself a ride
Well, there was no one seemed to know me
oh well, they kept on passing by

You know I'm ragged, I swear I'm dirty
baby, I got no place to go
Oh well, I'm raggedy, I swear I'm dirty
baby, I ain't got no place to go
Well now, I know that you don't love me
baby, and you don't want me no more

Oh take me out of this old bottom
baby, 'fore your water rise
Now take me out of this old bottom
baby, before your water rise
You know I ain't got no true religion, baby
mmmm well, I don't want to be baptized
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