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