I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I wake up every morning hold my hands and pray for rain I've got a head full of ideas driving me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more He hands you a nickel he hands you a dime He asks you and your friends if you're having a good time He blames you every time you slam the door Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more He stubs his cigarette out in your face just for kicks his bedroom window is made out of bricks And the National Guard are standing at his door well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's mother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's mother no more She talks to all the servants about man and God and law and everybody swears she's the brains behind Pa She's sixty-eight, but claim's she's twenty-four well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I try so hard to be just who I am but everybody wants you to be just like them They say "see, while you're playing I get bored" ?? well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
