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Maggie's Farm

Discussion dans 'Archive' créé par Ruban Rouge, 18 Mai 2007.

  1. Ruban Rouge
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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 morning
    Fold my hands and 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, nah
    I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
    I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
    Nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

    Well, he hands you a nickel
    And he hands you a dime
    And he asks you with a grin
    If you're havin' a good time
    Then he fines you every time you slam the door
    I ain't gonna work for, nah
    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, nah
    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 the servants
    About man and God and law
    And everybody says
    Shes the brains behind pa
    Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four
    I ain't gonna work for, nah
    I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more


    (Solo)

    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 sing while they slave and just get bored
    I ain't gonna work on, nah
    I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more


    Huh

    (Solo)