Washday Blues Songtext
von Dolly Parton

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