Washday Blues

Last Saturday night I looked like a princess dressed in calico

Now blue Monday washday I look like a lady hobo

Just rubbin' and a scrubbin' and a raisin' 'em out

I gotta hang 'em out early I hope the sun comes out

(Wash 'em out ring 'em out hang 'em on the line)

(Get a little tired just think about the good times)

Washday blues

Now I ain't never been very lucky

I ain't never won a prize

But I'd like to get a job on TV

For some of that soap they advertise

Rubbin' and scrubbin' and a raisin' 'em out

I gotta hang 'em out early I hope the sun comes out

(Wash 'em out ring 'em out hang 'em on the line)

(Get a little tired just think about the good times)

Washday blues

That good lookin' good lovin' no good man of mine

Could buy me a washin' machine

But he spends all his money on payday

To make me look like a queen

Now rubbin' and scrubbin' and a raisin' 'em out

I gotta hang 'em out early I hope the sun comes out

(Wash 'em out ring 'em out hang 'em on the line)

(Get a little tired just think about the good times)

Washday blues

Boy I hate the washin' arm

Worse than anything in the world

And if we ever get rich

The first thing I'm gonnna do

Is to make my old man get me a maid

And then I'll have it made

'Cause he has really sent me through the ringer

Boy I hate dirty diapers

I've washed so many diapers

I got diaper rash on my hands

These old stiff workin' britches

Have got my hands all to pieces

One of these days though

Maybe I won't have to wash so many clothes