No Roots (TikTok Classics Version)

Alice Merton

Deutsches Filmorchester Babelsberg

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Nicolas Rebscher

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John Carlo Schneider

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I like diggin′ holes and hidin' things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won′t forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night
I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town, runnin′
′Cause I've got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night

And a thousand times I′ve seen this road, a thousand times

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, I′ve got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, I′ve got no roots

I like standin' still, but that′s just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say, "A different land"
But I′ve got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night
I count gates and numbers, then play the guessin' game
It′s just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night

And a thousand times I've seen this road, a thousand times

I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, I′ve got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, I′ve got no roots

I like diggin' holes, hidin' things inside them
When I grow old, I won′t forget to find them
I like diggin′ holes, hidin' things inside them
When I grow old, I won′t forget to find them

I've got no roots!

No roots!

I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, I've got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I′ve got no roots, I've got no roots

No!

Alternative

I like diggin' holes and hidin' things inside them

When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them

'Cause I've got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night

I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down

Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town, runnin'

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And a thousand times I've seen this road, a thousand times

pre-chorus

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

chorus

I like standin' still, but that's just a wishful plan

Ask me where I come from, I'll say, "A different land"

But I've got memories and travel like Gypsies in the night

I count gates and numbers, then play the guessin' game

It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same

I like diggin' holes, hidin' things inside them

When I grow old, I won't forget to find them