Lyrics Maggie's Farm - Silvertide
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
driving
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
having
a
good
time
Then
he
fines
you
every
time
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
for
kicks
His
bedroom
window
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
I
ain′t
gonna
work
for
Maggie's
ma
no
more
She
talks
to
all
the
servants
about
man
and
God
and
law
Everybody
says
she's
the
brains
behind
pa
She′s
sixty-eight,
but
says
she′s
fifty-one-two-three-four
I
ain't
gonna
work
for
Maggie′s
ma
no
more
No,
I
ain't
gonna
work
for
Maggie′s
ma
no
more
No,
I
ain't
gonna
work
for
Maggie′s
ma
no
more
I
try
my
best
to
be
just
like
I
am
But
everybody
wants
you
to
be
just
like
them
They
sing
while
you
slave
and
I
just
get
bored
I
ain't
gonna
I
ain't
gonna
I
ain′t
gonna
I
ain′t
gonna
I
ain't
gonna
work
on
Maggie′s
farm
no
more
No
1 Prologue
2 The Party
3 Charades
4 Ripples In The Pool
5 The Blue World
6 Giving The Kii
7 Walkie Talkie
8 Cereal Boxes
9 Officer Jimbo
10 The Healing
11 The Great Eatlon
12 End Titles
13 Every Grain Of Sand
14 It Ain't Me Babe
15 Maggie's Farm
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