The old maid's waiting for leap year to come
The crooner's just waiting to sing
The old cow's standing by the Bull Durham sign
Just a-waiting for the grass to turn green
The bar-fly's waiting for an easy mark
And the hitch-hiker's waiting for a ride
The life-termer's waiting for a prison break
The beachcomber's waiting for the tide
Farmer's daughter's waiting for the salesman
To take her into town
The city slicker's waiting for the country boy
To lay all his money down
You know everything comes to a standstill
Nothing seems to make a turn
Worm must be waiting for the early bird
I guess the early bird's waiting for the worm
Nobody wants to do nothing
Just waiting to get a finger in the pie
Waiting for a call from a big quiz show
Or hoping and a-waiting for some rich uncle to die
Katy, she's waiting at the garden gate
The moonshiner's waiting at the still
And the gambler's still waiting for that ace in the hole
I guess Jack's still waiting for Jill
Everybody's waiting for something
Nothing seems to turn out right
Cause the night shift's waiting for morning
And the burglar just waiting for night
The congregation's waiting for the preacher
Preacher just waiting for the groom
The groom's just waiting for the June bride
And the bride's just waiting for June
Sunflowers waiting for the sunshine
Violets just waiting for dew
Bees just waiting for honey
And, honey, I'm just waiting for you