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DIRTY DISHES BLUES (Gene Masters) Lonesome Pine Fiddlers - 1953 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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