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I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more But I wake up in the morning, hold my hands and pary for rain I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor Oh I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Oh 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 Then he fines you every time you slam the door Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Paw no more No I ain't gonna work for Magge's Paw no more Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window it is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Paw no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more Well she talks to all the servants about man and God and law Everybody says she's the brains behind Paw She's sixty-eight but she says she's fifty-four Letras de cancionesOh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more 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 try my best to be just like I am But everybody wants you to be just like them They say "Sing while you slave" but I just get bored And I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more From Letras Mania