I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
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've got a head full of ideas and they're 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
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well he throws you a penny and thinks that he's so kind
He asks you with a grin if you are having a good time
But he finds 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
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
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
And National Front stands behind closed doors
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well she talks to all the servant's about man and god and law
Everybody says that she's the brains behind it all
She's 68 but she says she's 54
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I tried my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They say singing while you slave' and I just get poor
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
