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