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of the rain
And Maggie is on the prowl again
"So I know that you are an artist" she said
"And you make your songs out of clay
For you carry the dust
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Has apparently survived a gunshot to the head
In what
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 in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for
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 in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for
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Well, I ain't gonna work on
Maggie's farm no more
Ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Wake up in the morning, fold my hands
Pray for rain got
Good artists copy great artists steal
Miss Maggie M'Gill she lived on a hill
Her daddy got drunk and left her the will
So she went down, down to Tangie Town
People down there
Really
Miss Maggie M'Gill she lived on a hill
Her daddy got drunk and left her the will
So she went down, down to Tangie Town
People down there
Really
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