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
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