Track 10 of the album Sunday Clothes, Saturday Night · 2016
Washday Blues, Monday Sun
by Nina Vale
“Closing on laundry on the line and a Monday sun, because after all that night I wanted the morning to win.”
soul · groove soul · sunny soul · 3:46
Lyrics
Monday morning, sheets on the line Clothespins singing, the day feels fine Mama's apron, my little shirt Dancing in the wind, shaking off the dirt Sun comes up over the neighbour's wall Shines on the bucket and the soap and all Washday blues, Monday sun Wash the worry, let it run Hang it high and let it dry Wave it to the open sky Washday blues, Monday sun Every week we start again, everyone Scrub the troubles on the board Rinse them clear, and thank the Lord A bar of soap and a hum or two Turns a heavy week to something new Next-door sings a song so sweet Over the fence, and the whole street Washday blues, Monday sun Wash the worry, let it run Hang it high and let it dry Wave it to the open sky Washday blues, Monday sun Every week we start again, everyone Clean and bright, clean and bright Tuck the sorrow out of sight Fold it down and fold it neat Put it where the cool winds meet By afternoon the line is full White and blue and soft as wool Smell of lavender and rain Says the world can start again Sit upon the back porch stair Feel the warm breeze in your hair Washday blues, Monday sun Wash the worry, let it run Hang it high and let it dry Wave it to the open sky Washday blues, Monday sun Every week we start again, everyone Washday blues, Monday sun Oh, every week we start again, everyone