(bob dylan)



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 more


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