I'm a get up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom Want every downtown man she meets I believe, I believe my time ain't long I'll quit the best gal, I'm lovin' Now my friends can get in my room I'm gonna write a letter, gonna call every town I

You're so supreme Lyrics that I write of you Scheme, just for a sight of you And I dream Both day and night of you And what good does it do In 1929, I sold short In London, I'm presented at court But you've got me down hearted,