Maggie's farm, no more
It is made out of bricks
I ain't gonna work for
I ain't gonna work on
I ain't gonna work for
Shes the brains behind pa
If you're havin' a good time
Maggie's ma, no more
And he asks you with a grin
No, I ain't gonna work on
Maggie's pa, no more
I ain't gonna work on
Well, he hands you a nickel
Maggie's farm no more
Maggie's brother, no more
I ain't gonna work for
Shes sixty-eight but she says she's twenty-four
I ain't gonna work for
Maggie's pa, no more
I ain't gonna work on
Fold my hands and pray for rain
Well, I try my best
I ain't gonna work for, nah
I ain't gonna work for, nah
And everybody says
Well, he puts his cigar
Maggie's brother, no more
Nah, I ain't gonna work for
But everybody wants you
Maggie's ma, no more
To be just like them
I ain't gonna work for
Maggie's pa, no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
No, I ain't gonna work on
Maggie's farm, no more
I ain't gonna work for, nah
I ain't gonna work on, nah
No, I ain't gonna work for
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
That are drivin' me insane
Out in your face just for kicks
Well, she talks to all the servants
Maggie's farm, no more
I got a head full of ideas
Maggie's ma, no more
They sing while they slave and they just get bored
Maggie's brother, no more
His bedroom window
No, I ain't gonna work for
About man and God and law
I ain't gonna work on, nah
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
And he hands you a dime
I ain't gonna work for
The National Guard stands around his door
To be just like I am
