Текст песни 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
But I wake up in the morning, hold my hands and pary for rain
I got a head full of ideas that are driving 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, he hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin if you're having a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Paw no more
No I ain't gonna work for Magge's Paw no more
Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicksBarbara Dickson - Maggie's Farm - http://ru.motolyrics.com/barbara-dickson/maggies-farm-lyrics.html
His bedroom window it is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Paw no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more
No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more
Well she talks to all the servants about man and God and law
Everybody says she's the brains behind Paw
She's sixty-eight but she says she's fifty-four
Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more

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 try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They say "Sing while you slave" but I just get bored
And I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more