Maggies Farm - Ver 2

| E | % | % | % | E I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more E No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more E Well, wake up in the morning fold my hands and pray for rain E I got a head full of ideas that are drivin' me insane C#m B It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor E I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more E Well, he hands you a nickel then he hands you a dime E He asks you with a grin if you're having a good time C#m B Then he fines you every time you slam the door E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more E No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more E Well, she talks to all the servants about man and God and law E Everybody says she's the brains behind Pa C#m B She's 68, but she says she's 24 E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Ma no more E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more E Well, he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks E His bedroom window it is made out of bricks C#m B The National Guard stands around his door E I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more | F# | % | E | % | | F# | % | E | % | | F# | % | E | % | | F# | % | B | % | E I said, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more E I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more E Well, I try my best to be like I am E Everybody wants you to be just like them C#m B They say "Sing while you slave" and I just get bored E Ah, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Final Solo | E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | E | % | C#m | B | | C | D | E (ritardando)