Dust My Broom

I’m ‘gon get up in the morning-
I believe I’ll dust my broom
I’m ‘gon get up in the morning-
I believe I’ll dust my broom
I quit the best man I was loving-
my friends can have my room

I don’t want no man-
wants every downtown woman he meets
I don’t want no man-
wants every downtown woman he meets
There are some no good doers
Shouldn’t be allowed on the streets

I’m gonna write me a letter-
telephone every town I know
I’m gonna write me a letter-
telephone every town I know
Cuz my age is moving on
And my patience is running low

I believe I believe….
my time ain’t long
I believe I believe….
my time ain’t long
I got to leave my baby
Break up my happy home