No place

I have no place I call my home….

I travel place to place I’m all alone……

No place to lay my head ,no place to call my own …

The shirt on my back, the shoes on my feet own..,,,,

Everything I own in just one bag,

My life I can carry on my back…..

No money in my wallet ,no change in my pocket…

No place to go ohhhhhh

I once thought I had it made….

It was taken away in just one….day…..

I live this life on the road….

No place to call home no one to call my own

I take what life throws at me….. I take it as I’m freeee….

Everything I own in just one bag,

My life I can carry on my back…..

No money in my wallet ,no change in my pocket…

No place to go ohhhhhh