歌曲名 Maggie Is Farm (Live At The Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, Ca September 1965)

歌手名 Bob Dylan

作词：Bob Dylan

作曲：Bob Dylan

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 in the morning

Fold my hands and pray for rain

I got a head full of ideas

That are drivin' me insane

It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor

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

Oh 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

Hands you a dime

He asks you with a grin

If you're havin' a good time

Then he fines you every time you slam the door

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

Oh 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

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

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

Well she talks to all the servants

About God and man and law

Everybody says

She's the brains behind pa

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

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

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

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

Well I try to reach

Just like I am

But everybody wants you

To be just like them

They say sing while you slave I get bored

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