Manfred Mann — Dashing Away with the Smoothing Iron

It was on a Monday morning First time I my darling She looked so fine and charming In every high degree She looked so fine and nimble Washing all her linen, oh She was dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron She stole my heart away So on a Tuesday morning Next time I saw my darling Well, she looked so fine and charming In every high degree She looked so fine and nimble Hanging out that linen, well She was dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron She stole my heart away So come to Wednesday morning Next time I saw my darling Well, she looked so fine and charming In every high degree She looked so fine and nimble Ironing all that linen, well She was dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron She stole my heart away So on a Monday morning Last time I saw my darling That girl looked so fine and charming People, in every high degree She looked so neat and nimble-o Wearing all that linen, this time She was dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron She stole my heart away Dashing away with a smoothing iron Dashing away with a smoothing iron She stole my heart away