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
Writer(s): Justin Townes Earle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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