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