Maggie's
Farm
1. 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, hold my
hands and pray for rain,
I got a head full of ideas that are driving
me insane,
Em
D
it's a shame the
way she makes me scrub the floor.
G
I-- ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more .
2. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's
brother no more,
no I ain't gonna work for Maggie's
brother no more .
Well he hands you a nickel, he hands you a
dime,
he asks you with a
grin, if you're having a good time.
Em D
Then he fines you every time you slam the
door.
G
I-- ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more .
3. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa
no more ,
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,
Em
D
the National Guard
stands around his door.
G
I-- ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
4. 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,
everybody says
she's the brains behind Pa.
Em D
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's
fifty-four.
G
I-- ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
5. I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm
no more,
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.
Em
D
They say sing while you slave, but I just
get bored.
G
I-- ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.