The old maids are waiting for leap year to come,
and the crooners just waiting to sing.
The old cow standing
by the bull derm sign,
just a -waiting for the grass to turn green.
The bar fly's waitin' for an easy mark,
The hitchhiker's waitin' for a ride,
The life -termer's waitin'
for a prison break,
The beachcomber's waitin' for the tide,
Farmer's daughter waitin'
for the salesman
To take her into town,
The city slicker's waitin'
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 waiting for some
rich uncle to die.
Katie, 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 waitin'
for somethin'
Nothin' seems to turn out right
Cause the night shift's
waitin' for mornin'
And the burglar's just waitin' for night
The congregation's waitin'
for the preacher
Preacher just waitin' for the groom
And the groom's just waitin'
for the June bride
And the bride's just waitin'
for June
Sunflower's waitin'
for the sunshine
Violin's just waitin' for you
Bee's just waitin' for honey
And honey, I'm just waitin' for you