Lyrics:

I'm a get up in the mornin'
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm a get up in the mornin'
I believe I'll dust my broom
I quit the best girl I'm lovin'
Now my friends can get in my room

I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
If I don't find her in ? (Matilda or West Hills, Lord) ?
She be in East Monroe I know

And I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meets
No I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meets
Man, she's a no good doney
They shouldn't allow her on the street, yeah

I believe, I believe my time ain't long
I believe, I believe my time ain't long
I ain't gonna leave my baby
And break up my happy home