Dust My Broom

I'm gonna get up in the morning

I believe I'll dust my broom

I'm gonna get up in the morning

I believe I'll dust my broom

Well my best gal, I'll be loving

So my friend, get out my room

I'm gonna write a letter to China

See if my baby's over there

[Incomprehensible] I'm gonna write a letter to China

See if my baby's over there

If she ain't up in the Hawaiian islands

Must be in Ethiopia somewhere

I believe, believe my time alone

Yes, I believe, believe my time alone

I've had to quit my baby

And give up my happy home