Testo Washerwoman - Duke Special
Testo della canzone Washerwoman (Duke Special), tratta dall'album Under the Dark Cloth
Oh brother...
It feels like it's a Monday every day
This steam is going to melt my life away
Scrub, scrub, that's all I do
I sometimes wonder what I'm coming to
There ain't no cure for the washed day blues
The clothes go out, those clothes keep coming in
Carbolic's going to get beneath my skin
Scrub, scrub, it's all I do
I sometimes wonder what I'm coming to
There ain't no cure for the washed day blues
Bed sheets hanging on the line
A sailing ship to take me home
But I know I'll be here forever now
So long ago, so long ago
My brow will sweat, the mangle's gonna turn
On 33rd and 3rd, that's where I'll earn
And it's scrub, scrub, that's all I do
I sometimes wonder what I'm coming to
There ain't no cure for the washed day blues
Rub a dub, rub a dub, rub a dub
Rub a dub, rub a dub, rub a dub
I'm up to me oxters in a Belfast sink
I traded all my looks for smokes and drink
And it's scrub, scrub, that's all I do
Oh bloody hell, what have I come to?
There ain't no cure for the washed day blues
Bed sheets hanging on the line
A sailing ship to take me home
But I know I'll be here forever now
So long ago, so long ago
No, there ain't no cure for the washed day blues
Those washed day blues
Ain't no cure for the washed day blues
There ain't no cure for the washed day blues
Those washed day blues
Oh, those washed day blues
Those washed day blues
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Nicholas Hewerdine, Peter David Robert Wilson
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