Maggie's Farm

[Verse 1]

Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Wake up in the morning, fold my hands, pray for rain

Got a head full of ideas, that are drivin' me insane

It's a shame the way they makes me scrub the floor

Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 2]

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

Hands you a nickel, hands you a dime

Asks you with a grin if you're having a good time

Then he fines you every time you slam the door

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 3]

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more

Well, she talks to the servants about man and God and law

Everybody knows she's the brains behind pa

She's sixty-eight, says she's twenty-four

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 4]

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more

Ain't gonna work for Maggie's father no more

He puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks

Bedroom window is made out of bricks

The national guard hangs 'round his door

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's father no more

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 5]

Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Try my very best to be just like I am

Everybody wants me to be just like them

They sing while you slave and I just get bored

Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more