Dashing Away with the Smoothing Iron Manfred Mann

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