Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carrie Underwood
Vocals
John Deaderick
Keyboards
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Hillary Lindsey
Background Vocals
Jerry Flowers
Bass
Jay Joyce
Keyboards
Fred Eltringham
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Ashley Gorley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Producer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Additional Engineer
Andrew Schubert
Additional Engineer
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Assistant Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Paul Cossette
Assistant Engineer
Jason Hall
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain't my shade of pink
And I can tell by the smell of that perfume, it's like forty dollars too cheap
And there's a little wine stain on the pocket of your white cotton thread
Well, you drink beer and whiskey, boy, and you know I don't drink red
[PreChorus]
Found it over in the corner
Wadded up on the bedroom floor
You shoulda hid it in a closet
You shoulda burned it, you shoulda lost it
[Chorus]
Now, I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
All those midnights sneaking in, "I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry (Laundry)
[Verse 2]
If the neighbors get to askin', I won't cover nothin' up
I'll tell 'em every little detail, how you drug me through the mud
I'm gonna string up your old button-down and slide it on the porch
Just in case you get the nerve to come knockin' on my door
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line
Leave 'em blowing in the wind to say goodbye to you
All those midnights sneaking in, "I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry
[PreChorus]
Found it over in the corner
Wadded up on the bedroom floor
You shoulda hid it in a closet
You shoulda burned it, you shoulda lost it
[Chorus]
Now, I'ma have to hang you out to dry, dry, dry
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
All those midnights sneaking in, "I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry"
All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry
[Outro]
Out to dry
To the line
Written by: Ashley Gorley, Hillary Lindsey, Zach Crowell