Lyrics: 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

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

Well 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 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