Hold the Fort For What Its Worth (1976-05-16 Fort Worth, TX)

Title: Maggie's Farm
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: Hold the Fort For What Its Worth (1976-05-16 Fort Worth, TX) (Track #4)
Duration: 05:24
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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 Well i wake up in the mornin', fold my hands an' pray for rain I got a head full of ideas that are 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 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 havin' a good time Then he fines you everytime you slam the door I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No 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 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 No i ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well she talks to all her servants about man an' god an' law Everybody says she's the brain behind pa She's sixty eight but she says she's fifty four I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa 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" an' i just get bored I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.