Wash Mama Wash

Dr. John

Compositor: Mac Rebennack

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

Spoken
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

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