Scotty McCreery - Dirty Dishes lyrics

rate me

Momma Hollers, Suppertime

And Don't Make Me Tell You Twice

Wash Your Hands And Wipe Your Face

The Table's No Place For Your Toys

And Try To Use Your Inside Voice

Don't Dig In "Til We Say, Grace

So We Put Down Our Forks And Bowed Our Heads

Then She Prayed The Strangest Prayer Ever Said

I Wanna Thank You, Lord

For Noisy Children And Slammin' Doors

And Clothes Scattered All Over The Floor

A Husband Workin' All The Time

Draggin' In Dead-Tired At Night

A Never Ending, Messy Kitchen

And Dirty Dishes

We All Got Real Still And Quiet

And Daddy Asked, Hon, Are You All Right

She Said, There Ain't Nothin' Wrong

Noisy Kids Are Happy Kids

And Slammin' Doors Just Means We Live

In A Warm And Loving Home

Your Long Hours And Those Dishes In The Sink

Means A Job And Enough To Eat

So, I'm Gonna Thank You, Lord

For Noisy Children And Slammin' Doors

And Clothes Scattered All Over The Floor

A Husband Workin' All The Time

Draggin' In Dead-Tired At Night

A Never Ending, Messy Kitchen

For My Little Busy Bees

Beggin' Momma, Momma Can We Please

Always Wantin', Needing, Callin' Me

Loads Of Laundry Pilin' Up

Crayons Crushed Into The Rug

And Those Little Sticky Kisses

And Dirty Dishes

And Dirty Dishes