Texty: The Weavers. You Made Me A Pallet On The Floor.

You made me a pallet on the floor
Oh, yes, you made me a pallet on the floor
When I had no place to go you opened up your door
And you made me a pallet on the floor

I was broke and so dissatisfied
I was broke and so dissatisfied
I was broke and dissatisfied and I nearly died
Then you made me a pallet on your floor

Oh, yes, you made me a pallet on the floor
You made me a pallet on the floor
When I had no place to go you opened up your door
And you made me a pallet on the floor

I don't want to see this town no more
Don't ever want to see this town no more
But if I ever do it'll be on account of you
Because you made me a pallet on your floor

Oh, yes, you made me a pallet on the floor
You made me a pallet on the floor
When I had no place to go you opened up your door
And you made me a pallet on the floor

So don't turn a stranger from your home
Don't you ever turn a stranger from your home, oh no
Don't turn a stranger from your home
For a day may come when you'll be roamin'
Looking for a pallet on the floor

You maybe looking for a pallet on the floor
You maybe looking for a pallet on the floor
When I had no place to go you opened up your door
And you made me a pallet on the floor
When I had no place to go you opened up your door
And you made me a pallet on the floor