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Capo 3

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I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more
No I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more
Well I [E]wake up 
in the morning 
hold my hands and 
pray for rain
I got a [E]head full of ideas 
that are driving me insane
Its a [C#m]shame 
the way she makes 
me scrub the [B]floor
I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more

I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies brother no more
No I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies brother no more
Well he [E]hands you a nickel 
he hands you a dime
He [E]asks you with a grin 
if you're having a good time
Then he [C#m]fines 
you every time 
you slam the [B]door
I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies brother no more

I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies pa no more
No I [E]aint work for 
Maggies pa no more
Well he [E]puts his cigar out 
in your face just for kicks
His [E]bedroom window 
it is made out of bricks
The [C#m]National Guard 
stands around his [B]door
I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies pa no more

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I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies ma no more
No I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies ma no more
Well she [E]talks to 
all the servants
about Man and God and Law
Everybody [E]says 
shes the brains 
behind Pa
Shes [C#m]sixty-eight 
but she says she's fifty-[B]four
I [E]aint gonna work for 
Maggies ma no more

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I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more
I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more
Well I [E]try my best 
to be just like I am
But [E]everybody wants you 
to be just like them
They say [C#m]sing 
while you slave 
but I just get [B]bored
I [E]aint gonna work on 
Maggies farm no more

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