Maggies Farm (Live at The Forum, Inglewood, CA – February 14, 1974 (Evening)) lyrics by Bob Dylan, The Band
Verse 1
Oh, 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 up in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas driving me insane
It’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Verse 2
And 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 finds a-you a nickel, finds a-you a dime
He asks ya with a grin if you’re having a good time
He fines you every time you slam the door
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Verse 3
Well, I ain’t gonna work for Maggiе’s Pa no more
Said I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s Pa no more
Wеll, he puts his cigar out in yo’ face for kicks
His bedroom window, it is a-made out of bricks
Ya know the National Guard stands around his door?
Well, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s Pa no more
Verse 4
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s mother no more
Well, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s mother no more
Well, she talks to all the servants ‘bout man and God and law
Everybody says she’s the brains behind Pa
68, but says she’s 24
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s Ma no more
Instrumental Interlude
Verse 5
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Said I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Yeah, I try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants you to be like them
They say, „Sing while you slave,” I get bored
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Outro
We’re gonna play one more, but before we do
We’re gonna bring out the man responsible for this tour
He’s behind the scenes and he brings us to you
Yeah, where is he?
Is he in there?
We’re gonna bring him out now, Mr. Bill Graham, you know him
Barry Imhoff too
These guys put this show together
And we couldn’t have done it without ‘em!
