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Well now, gather ’round, let me tell you ’bout a song, real catchy, ’bout a wishy washy washer woman. You know, one of them folks who just loves to wash clothes all day long. Ain’t nobody around her, just her and the river down in the valley, where the sun shines bright and the birds chirp.
They say, “Way down south where nobody goes,” that’s where you’ll find her, washing and rinsing, scrubbing those dirty clothes till they shine. She goes, “Ooh Ahh,” like she’s got a song in her heart while she works away. Ain’t that something?
Now, if you listen close, you might hear her in the jungle too, where the trees are thick and the critters play. She’s there too, washing her clothes, singing, “Ooh-ah-ooh ah.” It’s a tune that makes ya wanna tap your feet and join in.
This here song, it ain’t just for the kids. Folks around the campfire love to sing it, making up new verses as they go. One verse leads to another, and before you know it, everyone’s laughing and singing along. It’s like a big ol’ family reunion, full of joy and togetherness.
- She washes the clothes, she scrubs and she rinses,
- With her hands in the water, she never flinches.
- Wishy washy, that’s what they call her,
- Down in the valley, she’s a real star!
Now, the washer woman, she don’t just work alone. She’s got her farm animals keeping her company. There’s a goat munching on grass, a pig rolling in the mud, and chickens clucking around. They all join in her song, adding their own little sounds to make it even merrier.
Every time she dips her hands in that cool water, she feels refreshed, just like the clothes she washes. It’s a rhythm, a dance with the bubbles and suds. “Way down in the valley, where nobody goes,” she hums to herself, forgetting her worries and just enjoying the moment.
Now, you can’t forget the actions that go with this song. When you sing about her washing, you gotta pretend to scrub and rinse, making it lively. Kids love it! They jump around, flapping their arms, acting like they’re helping her wash. It’s a sight to see, all those little ones getting into the spirit of it.
As the sun sets and the stars come out, the song keeps going. “Wishy washy washer woman,” it echoes through the night. People from all around join in, and soon the whole valley is filled with laughter and song, bringing everyone together, just like a warm hug.
So, next time you’re out in the fields or by the riverside, think of that wishy washy washer woman. She’s out there, spreading joy and laughter, one wash at a time. Ain’t life just grand when you can sing and wash your troubles away?
That’s the tale of the wishy washy washer woman, my friends. Keep that song in your heart and let it remind you of simple joys, no matter where you are.
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