Luyện nghe bài hát Maggie's Farm

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

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

It's a shame the way she makes me the floor
I ain't gonna on, nah
I ain't gonna on
Maggie's no more

I gonna 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 asks you a grin
If havin' a good time

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

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

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

The National Guard around his door
I gonna work for, nah
I gonna work for
pa, no more

I ain't gonna for
ma, no more
No, I ain't gonna 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 says twenty-four
I ain't gonna for, nah
I ain't gonna for
ma, no more

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

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

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