Sangtekst: Fleetwood Mac. At the BBC. Believe My Time Ain't Long.
I'm gettin' up soon in the morning
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm gettin' up soon in the morning
I believe I'll dust my broom
I quit the best gal I'm loving, ah
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 Mississippi
She'll be in East Monroe I know
I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meet
No I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meet
Man she a no-good darling
They shouldn't allow her
On the street, yeah
~ Break ~
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
I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm gettin' up soon in the morning
I believe I'll dust my broom
I quit the best gal I'm loving, ah
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 Mississippi
She'll be in East Monroe I know
I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meet
No I don't want no woman
Want every downtown man she meet
Man she a no-good darling
They shouldn't allow her
On the street, yeah
~ Break ~
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
At the BBC