Lyrics:

(for Willie P. Bennett)

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
You boys likely know what I mean
You live your life on the road and that's how it goes
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
When you're in the band and making the scene
You spend all your time in funky old dives
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

Willie P said he liked the crisp white lines
Willie said the ladies like it too
He used to travel with a board and an iron
Till his missus said you and me's thru

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
You boys likely know what I mean
Lipstick on the collar, a whoop and a holler
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
When it gets washed in with your jeans
A half a cup of bleach, in with the sheets
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

Willie P said he liked the crisp white lines
Willie said the ladies like it too
He used to travel with a board and an iron
Till his missus said you and me's thru

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
You boys likely know where I lean
It's just a little beer, now listen dear
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

Willie P said he liked the crisp white lines
Willie said the ladies like it too
He used to travel with a board and an iron
Till his missus said you and me's thru

It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
You boys likely know what I mean
You live your life on the road and that's how it goes
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean

You spend all your time in funky old dives
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean
The old mare's mean and horse shit's green
It's hard to keep a white shirt clean