Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cherokee (Autumn in New York), artist - Tal Farlow. Album song Three Classic Albums Plus (Autumn in New York / The Swinging Guitar of Tal Farlow / This Is Tal Farlow), in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 04.05.2013
Record label: Avid Entertainment
Song language: English
Cherokee (Autumn in New York) |
I ain’t got no home, I’m just a-rambling round |
I’m just a wandering worker, I roam from town to town |
The police make it hard wherever I may go |
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore |
My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road |
A hot and dusty road that a million feet done trod; |
Rich man took my home and drove me from my door |
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore |
Was farming on the share, and always I was poor |
My crops I laid into the banker’s store; |
My wife took down and died upon the cabin floor |
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore |
Now as I look round, it’s mighty plain to see |
The world is such a great and a funny place to be; |
The gambling man is rich and the working man is poor |
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore |