I'm Waiting For The Man - Version 2 / Live

Lyrics for I'm Waiting For The Man - Version 2 / Live

I'm waiting for my man Got twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm just waiting for a dear, dear friend of mine Waiting for my man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Beat up shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Beat up shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Hey baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout You know that I'm feeling good, I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, feeling so fine Until tomorrow but that's just some more time I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man Alright, I'm waiting for my man Alright, I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man, oh you got it I'm waiting for my man, you know I'm waiting for my man, please baby