John Farnham Sadie The Cleaning Lady Lyrics

Sadie The Cleaning Lady Lyrics

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



Ahh Sadie, the cleaning lady

Her aching knees not getting any younger

Well her red detergent hands,
have for years not held a man's

And time would find her heart expired 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



Ahh Sadie, the cleaning la-ady

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



Ahh Sadie, the cleaning
lady

Her aching knees not getting any younger

Well her red
detergent hands, have for years not held a man's

And time would find her
heart expired of hunger



Ahh, 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



Ahh Sadie, the cleaning lady

Her Sam was
what she got, hook, line and sinker

To her sorrow and dismay, she's still
working to this day

Her Sam turned out to be a nervous figure



Ahh, 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 
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