Wash Day Blues

Last Saturday night i looked like a princess, dressed in calico
Now here come Monday wash day and i look like a lady hobo

Chorus:
A rubbin' and a scrubbin'
And a rinsin' 'em out
Gotta hang 'em out early
I hope the sun comes out
Wash 'em out, bring 'em out, hang 'em on the line
Git a little tired, just think about the good times
Wash day bluehooooooooooooos