Maggie's Farm Lyrics - Stephen Malkmus

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 

A head full of ideas is 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 

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 are havin' a good time 

Then he fines you every time you slam the door 

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more 

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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 

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 

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more 

No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more 

But when she talks to all the servants about man and God and law 

Everybody says she's the brains behind pa 

She's seventy-two but she says she's twenty-four 

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more 

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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 to be just like I am 

But everybody wants you to be just like them 

They say sing while you slave and I just get bored 

Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more