Luyện nghe bài hát Maggie's Farm

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

Well, I up in the morning
Fold my and pray for rain
I got a head full of
are drivin' me insane

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

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

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

Then he you every time you slam the door
I ain't work for, nah
I gonna work for
Maggie's brother, no

I ain't work for
Maggie's pa, no
No, I gonna work for
Maggie's pa, no

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

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

I ain't work for
Maggie's ma, no
No, I gonna work for
ma, no more

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

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

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

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

They sing they slave and they just get bored
I gonna work on, nah
I gonna work on
farm, no more