Dirty Dishes Blues
Composer(s): Gene Masters
Performer(s): Lonesome Pine Fiddlers
I come in this morning a quarter past eight
Expecting her nagging for getting home late
But she didn't scold me or tell me it's wrong
For I didn't see her, my sweetheart was gone
Dirty dishes, dirty dishes, I'm losing my mind
My baby done left me and traveled behind
And now I'm so lonely, and lonely I'll be
With no one to wash all my dishes for me
A note on the table and here's how it read
Now, you've been cheatin', that's all that she said
I just stood there bawling, the tears were in vain
For now I know she'll never believe me again
Dirty dishes, dirty dishes, I'm losing my mind
My baby done left me and traveled behind
And now I'm so lonely, and lonely I'll be
With no one to wash all my dishes for me
Now I never cheated, believe me it's true
Or broken a promise that I made to you
You'll never know just how happy I'll be
If you will come back and wash dishes for me
Dirty dishes, dirty dishes, I'm losing my mind
My baby done left me and traveled behind
And now I'm so lonely, and lonely I'll be
With no one to wash all my dishes for me
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