Canned Heat
Dust My Broom (Topanga Corral / The Kaleidoscope live version)
(I'm already in a fog)
(I don't need the machine)
(Are you ready to go?)
(Ah, yes)
(How sweet it is)
(Is everybody happy?)
(Alright)
I'm gonna get up in the mornin'
B'lieve I'll dust my broom
I'm gonna get up in the mornin'
B'lieve I'll dust my broom
Well, I'm tellin' ya, darlin'
Ain't got much time to lose
Well, gonna write a letter
Gonna send a telegram
Yeah, gonna write a letter, baby
I'm gonna send a telegram
I'm gonna find my baby
You know doggone well I am
Well, I believe
Believe my time ain't long
Well, I believe to my soul
You know my time ain't long
You gonna wake up in the mornin'
You'll find your good man gone
(Go ahead)
(Yeah)
Well, I'm standin' in the crossroads
Head on down and cry
Well, I'm standin' in the crossroads
Head on down and cry
Well, I'm gonna find my baby
Gonna catch that first freight and ride
Well, I'm down on my knees
Baby, baby, won't you please come home?
Oh well, I'm cryin', beggin', pleadin'
Baby, please honey, please come home
Well, I'll get you back, baby
I don't know right from wrong
(Yes)
Well, I'm cryin', beggin', pleadin'
Honey, please baby, please come home
Well, I'm down on my knees beggin'
Honey, honey please come home
Well, if you don't come back, baby
I won't know right from wrong
(This one's for the tube)
Get up in the mornin'
B'lieve I'll dust my broom
Well
You know I'm gonna dust my broom
Oh well, bring it back, baby
Gonna bring it on home to you
(Thank you kindly)