Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Justin Townes Earle
Justin Townes Earle
Violão
Bryan Owings
Bryan Owings
Bateria
Bryn Davies
Bryn Davies
Baixo vertical
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Guitarra elétrica
Joshua Hedley
Joshua Hedley
Harmonias vocais
Ketch Secor
Ketch Secor
Gaita
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Justin Townes Earle
Justin Townes Earle
Composição

Letra

It's Sunday mornin', fryin' chicken
Watchin' baby workin' in the kitchen
I got in late last night, and I'm movin' a little slow
I ain't waitin' on nothin'
I just got nowhere to go
I need a haircut, I could take a shave
I could stand to hear my baby call me by my name now
Put on a country station on that satellite radio, yeah
I ain't waitin' on nothin', I just love her so
Well, now I've been working
I've been gone for a couple weeks
Now I got nothing but time
And the only thing that I'm worried 'bout is keeping that woman right there in my reach
So I got a pocket full of money, shopping I wanna do
I had my sights set on a pair of white buck shoes
But another day, ain't gonna hurt a thing
No, baby
I ain't waitin' on nobody
Nobody waitin' on me
No, I ain't waitin' on nobody
No one waitin' on me, baby
Written by: Justin Townes Earle
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