Maggie's Farm Lyrics & Chords By Tim O'brien

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning, put my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas and they're drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

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 and he hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin, are you havin' a good time
And he finds you every time you slam the door
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more
He puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window is made out of bricks
And the national guard stands around his door
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more
She talks to the all servants about man and God and law
And everybody says she's the brains behind Pa
She's sixty-eight but she says she's fifty-four
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma 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 try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants me to be a little more like them
They says sing while you slave but I just get bored
Ahh, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Farm no more
Farm no more