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点击复制cdm folk singers - Maggie's Farm
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
But it's drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub that floor
Well I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well he hands you a nickel
And he hands you a dime
Then he asks you with a grin
If you're having a good time
He fines you every time you slam the door
Well I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well 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
And his bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
Well National Guard stands around your door
Well I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more
Well I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more
Well she talks you all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She's the brains behind Pa
She's sixty-eight but she says she's twenty-four
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more
Alright
That's alright
Well I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I try my best
Be just like I am
Everybody wants you
To be just like them
They sing while you slave
I just get bored
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more