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

 CHORUS:
 Ah Sadie , the cleaning lady
 Her aching knees not getting any younger
 Well her red detergent hands
 Had 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

 Ah , Sadie , the cleaning lady
 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

 CHORUS

 Ah , 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 no-good stinker

 CHORUS from:
 Scrub your floors , do your chores etc