Sadie The Cleaning Lady

Sadie the cleaning lady With trusty scrubbing brush and pail of water Worked her fingers to the bone for the life she had at home Providing at the same time for her daughter Ah Sadie the cleaning lady Her aching knee's not getting any younger Well her red detergent hands have for years not held a mans And time would find her hard in spite of hunger Scrub your floors, do your chores, dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Can't afford to get bored, dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Ah, Sadie the cleaning lady Her female mind would find a way of trapping Though as gentle as a lamb, Sam the elevator man So she could spend the night by TV napping Violin Solo: N.C. Ah, Sadie the cleaning lady Her aching knee's not getting any younger Well, her red detergent hands have for years not held a mans And time would find her hard in spite of hunger Ah, scrub your floors, do your chores, dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Can't afford to get bored dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Ah, Sadie the cleaning lady Her Sam was what she got for crying and singing To her solo and dismay, she's still working til this day Her Sam turned out to be another singer Ah, scrub your floors, do your chores, dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Can't afford to get bored dear old Sadie Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady Repeat and fade