Maggie S Farm lyrics

I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more.
No, I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin` me insane
It`s a shame
the way she makes me
scrub the floor
I ain`t gonna work on, nah
I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more.
I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s brother no more
nah, I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
And he hands you a dime
And he asks you with a grin
If you`re havin` a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain`t gonna work for, nah
I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s brother no more

I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s pa no more
No, I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
I ain`t gonna work, nah
I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s pa no more
I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s ma no more
No, I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
And everybody says
Shes the brains behind pa
Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four
I ain`t gonna work for, nah
I ain`t gonna work for Maggie`s ma no more

I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more
No, I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more
Well I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They sing while they slave and just get bored
I ain`t gonna work on, nah
I ain`t gonna work on Maggie`s farm no more
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