Maggie’s Farm (Live at Earls Court, London, June 27, 1981)

Lyrics

Here's another animal song--about a man animal. I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more (Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more) No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more (Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more) Well, I wake 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 Maggie's farm no more (Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more) I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more) No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more) Well, he hands you a nickel He hands you a dime Asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more) I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more) No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more (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 Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more) I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more) No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more) Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law Everybody tells me She's the brains behind pa Sixty-eight, but she says she's twenty-four I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more (Ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more) I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more (Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more) No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more (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 Sing while you slave--I get bored I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more (Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Ain't gonna--ain't gonna--ain't gonna--) Well I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more