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