Lyrics

I worked in her fields and under her trees
I picked all her cotton, it stung me like bees
I shoveled her dirt when noone else would
I gave her way more than I ever should
And I’m still here with nothing whatsoever
But I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever

I ground down my knuckles, for nothing at all
And I’ve worked on my knees till I couldn’t crawl
And I’ve felt so worthless I could hardly recall
A time before she had me trapped in her wall
But the odds of me leaving are slim to almost never
Yea I’m going to 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
That I’ve got to admit I’m not sure anymore
Yea I live in an endless misery however,
I’m going to 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 3rd story room
And light up my shovel, wheelbarrow and broom
All burned to the point that you could never exhume
The filthiest past one could ever entomb
And her ashes would smolder the finest perfume
If I had the strength to get out of the gloom
I know no other living whatsoever
And I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever

c. 2011 Goodnight, Texas - Seriously Serious Songs (ASCAP) / Porch Couch Songs (ASCAP)

Appears on the 2012 album “A Long Life of Living”
Recorded by Goodnight, Texas
Mixed by Scott McDowell
Mastered by John Cuniberti

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