The day that I was born was cloudy
When they brought me home in the rain
My Momma tried to throw a party
Not a single person came
It wasn't because no one liked us
Dad had just forgot to pay
For the men to come and fix the plumbing
The house was flooded but it wasn't the rain

'Cause it all comes out of the woodwork
But things are looking down and rough
And all the dirty laundry that you don't wanna wash
Just keeps on pilin' up

My lady used to call me sweetheart
But now it's all bittersweet
We never used the things that we part
And now she's packin' up to leave
But I'll rather being single
'Cause I know my dog will stick with me
I haven't seen him 'round since last week
Should have never let him off his leash

When it all comes out of the woodwork
But things are looking down and rough
And all the dirty laundry that you don't wanna wash
Just keeps on pilin' up
Guitar!

Now I'm getting old and grumpy
My hair is turning thin and grey
I wouldn't say that I've been lucky
I just had a couple careful days

'Cause it all comes out of the woodwork
But things are looking down and rough
And all the dirty laundry that you don't wanna wash
Just keeps on pilin' up

'Cause it all comes out of the woodwork
But things are looking down and rough
And all the dirty laundry that you don't wanna wash
Just keeps on
It keeps on pilin' up
Oh, watch it fill all up now
Yeah