Well, I'm in love with a pretty kids-a-girl
But her daddy says she can't be mine
But I follow her in that lucky old sun
'Cause her kisses taste sweeter than wine
So I'll keep waitin', just a waitin'

I'll stay close to waitin' and a hopin'
And pretty soon she'll come to me
And on that lucky day
My fortune comes true you'll see

She's gonna get tired of livin' by herself
She'll think she wants to be wed
She'll pack up her clothes and come on runnin'
On my shoulder lay her pretty little head
So I'll keep waitin', just a waitin'

I'll stay close to waitin' and a hopin'
And pretty soon she'll come to me
And on that lucky day
My fortune comes true you'll see

She's gonna get tired of livin' by herself
She'll think she wants to be wed
She'll pack up her clothes and come on runnin'
On my shoulder lay her pretty little head
So I'll keep waitin', just a waitin'