FilesTube  Groups  Video  Games  Lyrics  Software  More
Help | You are not logged in Log in | Sign up

Browse by band : 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Lyrics » Letter : D » Artist : Dr. John » Wash, Mama, Wash Lyrics

Lyrics options

Rate it :
0 votes

Views : 134
Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.
Search for Wash, Mama, Wash in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.
Search for Wash, Mama, Wash on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

Wash, Mama, Wash by Dr. Johnالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Wash, Mama, Wash by Dr. John

     

Translate lyrics into:
English | Polish | Spanish | French | Russian | Italian | German


Wash woman,
I know you're tired
Of taking in clothes
A dollar three-eighty a day
Know your back is hurtin'
And that's for certain
Been bendin' over half of the day.

You're beatin' clothes on a washtub
Scrub 'em in an iron tub.
Long as we keep on singin' this song
I know you won't mind workin'
All night long

I know you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Again you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)

'kay now, mama
You gonna never play
For the livin' in '44
Ain't gonna come a rainy day.

Keep on working
Keep those shirts and drawers
A-jerking
As long as we keep on rolling on
You won't mind doing it all night long

You got to rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Hey now, you gotta rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
Scrub, Mama scrub

If you stop playin' them numbers,
I tell you up front
You may be able to save the whole family
At the rate the things you're doin' is goin'
We may all be out on the street come morning)

I tell you, Mama
Your dreams won't help at all
You might lose your mind in alcohol
And that ain't gonna get it a't'all.

Listen at me, Mama
Please hear my song
Long as you keep bustin' suds
I tell you gonna get it on and on

Hey now can you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Hey now won't you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)

Hey now you got a rub it
And then you dub it down
Can you dig it?
After you rub it a while
You dub it in the tub down there
With that soapy water
All over them dirty clothes.
You're gonna need Tide for the action
You see them come out of the washing machine

Writer : REBENNACK, MAC
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

These lyrics are not available for printing.

Bookmark us

Great lyrics sites:


Recently watched videos


a 1000 days 4m 24s ago astrophysics 4m 58s ago continental touch 3m 9s ago creed 1m 45s ago end of the begining 4m 44s ago farmer 2m 36s ago foster 54s ago glynis 1m 5s ago i really like it 2m 58s ago its a jungle out there 4m 20s ago make it hot 38s ago me love 4m 32s ago norwegian wood 2m 40s ago ornithology 3m 56s ago out of town 2m 11s ago pool of fears 4m 48s ago rudolph the red nosed reindeer 2m 7s ago samaritan 58s ago sangre hermosa 29s ago star pilot return 5m 33s ago surrender 4m 57s ago the flesh is the cage 5m 55s ago victims of success 2m 15s ago was ist los mit mir 2m 2s ago what you waiting for 4m 28s ago