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Maggie's Farm  Bob Dylan

Intro:
 
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 --0-0-0-|-0---0-----0-0-0-0---0----
 --0-0-1-|-1--h1-----0-0-1-1---1---- etc.
 --0-0-2-|-2---2-----2-2-2-2---2----
 --0-0-2-|-2---2-----2-2-2-2---2----
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I [E(7)]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
that are drivin' me insane.
It's a [C#m]shame the way she makes me scrub the [B7]floor.
I [E]ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
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 hands you a nickel,
He hands you a dime,
He asks you with a grin
If you're havin' a good time,
Then he fines you every time you slam the door.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks.
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks.
The National Guard stands around his door.
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law.
Everybody says
She's the brains behind pa.
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's fifty-four.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
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 try my best
To be just like I am,
But everybody wants you
To be just like them.
They say "sing while you slave," and I just get bored.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
Hard Rain version
Dylan's little riff. The first part of it is used at the end of each
line, together with Mick Ronson's parallel riff
 
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 |-8---8---8---8-8---6-------------|-------------------------6---8---|
 |---------------------8-6-8-------|---------------------6-8---------|
 |-----------------------------5---|-5---5---5---5-5---8-------------|
 |---------------------------------|---------------------------------|
 |---------------------------------|---------------------------------|
 |---------------------------------|---------------------------------|

Mick Ronson's guitar:
 
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 |-12--12--12--1212--10-8------------ |-12--12--12--1212-----------------
 |------------------------10-8------- |-------------------15-13----------
 |-------------------------------9--- or |------------------------14-12-----
 |----------------------------------- |-------------------------------14-
 |----------------------------------- |----------------------------------
 |----------------------------------- |----------------------------------

C (riff)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's [F]farm no [C]more.
Well, I wake up in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
drivin' me insane.
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the [G]floo - [Dm]or
F G *)
oh - oh.
No I [C]ain't gonna work on Maggie's [F]farm no [C]more.
*) At this point, Dylan does something of the kind that only he can
do, something different in each verse: he just seems to strike
something chord-like, which really doesn't make sense, but which
becomes quite right in the context of the performance – it's part of
that which characterizes the performance, defines it.
1st verse:
 
 |-5----7----10-------
 |-6----8----12-------
 |-5----7----11------- [the 11 glides up to 12]
 |--------------------
 |--------------------
 |--------------------

3rd verse (something similar in the 4th):
 
 |--------10-----------12--8--12---
 |--11----12-----------13--8--13---
 |--------12-----------12--9--12---
 |--10-----------------12-----12---
 |---------------------------------
 |---------------------------------

Budokan version
 
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 |-----------------|--------(99999)--|-----------------|--------(99999)--|
 |-----------------|--------(88888)--|-----------------|--------(88888)--|
 |-----------------|---0-2--(99999)--|-2-0-------------|--------(99999)--|
 |-----------0---2-|--------(77777)--|-----2-0---------|--------(77777)--|
 |-----0-3---------|-----------------|-----------3---0-|-----0-----------|
 |-0-3-------------|-----------------|-----------------|---3-------------|

A C D A (riff)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
A C D A (riff)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
Well, I [D]wake up in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
drivin' me insane.
It's a [C]shame the way she [D]makes me scrub the [A]floor[E]
 
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 |-----------------|-----0-----------|-0---------------|-----------------|
 |---------------0-|---3-------------|---3-0-----------|-----------------|
 |-------0---2-----|-----------------|-------2---0-----|-----------------|
 |---0-2-----------|-----------------|---------------2-|---0-2-----------|
 |-2---------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
 |-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
 : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . .
 |-----------------|--------(99999)--|-----------------|--------(99999)--|
 |-----------------|--------(88888)--|-----------------|--------(88888)--|
 |-----------------|---0-2--(99999)--|-2-0-------------|--------(99999)--|
 |-----------0---2-|--------(77777)--|-----2-0---------|--------(77777)--|
 |-----0-3---------|-----------------|-----------3---0-|-----0-----------|
 |-0-3-------------|-----------------|-----------------|---3-------------|

Real Live version
[G7]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
drivin' me insane.
It's a [Em]shame the way she makes me scrub the [D7]floor.
I [G7]ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
Tabbed by Eyolf ├?strem - dylanchords.info

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