Luyện nghe bài hát Maggie's Farm

I gonna work on
Maggie's farm, no
No, I ain't gonna on
farm, no more

Well, I wake up in the
Fold my hands and pray for
I got a head of ideas
are drivin' me insane

It's a shame the way she me scrub the floor
I gonna work on, nah
I ain't gonna on
farm no more

I gonna work for
Maggie's brother, no
Nah, I ain't work for
brother, no more

Well, he you a nickel
And he you a dime
And he you with a grin
If you're havin' a good

Then he fines you every you slam the door
I ain't work for, nah
I gonna work for
brother, no more

I ain't gonna for
pa, no more
No, I gonna work for
pa, no more

Well, he puts his
Out in your face just for
His window
It is out of bricks

The National stands around his door
I ain't work for, nah
I ain't work for
Maggie's pa, no

I gonna work for
Maggie's ma, no
No, I gonna work for
Maggie's ma, no

Well, she talks to all the
man and God and law
And says
Shes the behind pa

Shes sixty-eight but she says twenty-four
I ain't work for, nah
I ain't work for
Maggie's ma, no

I ain't work on
Maggie's farm, no
No, I ain't work on
farm, no more

Well, I try my
To be like I am
But wants you
To be like them

They sing while they slave and just get bored
I gonna work on, nah
I ain't work on
Maggie's farm, no