I'm Going to Work On Maggie's Farm Forever (Live)

I worked in her fields

And under her trees

I picked all her cotton

It stung me like bees

And I've shoveled her dirt

When no one else would

I gave her way more

Than I ever should

But I am still here with nothing

Whatsoever

I'm gonna work on Maggie's farm forever

I ground down my knuckles for nothing at all

I've worked on my knees until I couldn't crawl

And I've felt so worthless I can hardly recall

A time before she had me trapped in her wall

With the odds of me leaving are slim to almost never

And I'm gonna work on Maggie's farm forever

I've sung to myself in the darkest of nights

Of freedom above me where all is alright

But I wake up so cold on a cracked wooden floor

And I've got to admit I'm not sure anymore

Yeah, I live in an endless misery however

I'm gonna work on Maggie's farm forever

I've dreamed to myself with no one around

Of burning her plantation down to the ground

And watching her scream from her third story room

And light up my shovel wheelbarrow and broom

All burned the point you could never exhume

A filthiest past one could ever endure

And her ashes will smolder the finest perfume

If I have the strength to get out of this room

But I know no other living whatsoever

And I'm gonna work on Maggie's farm forever

I'm gonna work on Maggie's farm forever