| E | % | % | % | [Verse 1]E I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no moreE No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no moreE Well, I wake up in the morning, hold my hands and pray for rainE I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insaneC#m B It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floorE I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more [Verse 2]E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no moreE No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no moreE Well he hands you a nickel, he hands you a dimeE He asks you with a grin if you're having a good timeC#m B Then he fines you every time you slam the doorE I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more[Verse 3]E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no moreE No, I ain't work for Maggie's pa no moreE Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicksE His bedroom window, it is made out of bricksC#m B The National Guard stands around his doorE I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more [Interlude]| E | % | % | % | (harp)| E | % | % | % | (harp) [Verse 4]E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no moreE No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no moreE Well she talks to all the servants about Man and God and LawE Everybody says she's the brains behind PaC#m B She's sixty-eight, but she says she's fifty-fourE I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more [Interlude]| E | % | % | % | (harp)| E | % | [Verse 5]E I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no moreE I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no moreE Well, I try my best to be just like I amE But everybody wants you to be just like themC#m B They say sing while you slave, but I just get boredE I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more [Outro] (repeat and fade)| E | % | % | % | (harp)
Maggies Farm
Bob Dylan
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