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