Verse 1.D A G D It's six minutes until elevenA G D The phone rings but it's never youA G D I won't walk the floor I'll just watch itA G D Stood up impatient and blueBm What am I waiting forG She might never showBm What am I waiting forG D My legs won't let me goBm E What am I waiting for, what am I waiting forG A She'll never get here Verse 2. It's not that I'm worried about her She'll think up some brand new excuse So why am I all alone and crazy While she's having fun running loose (Repeat Chorus) Verse 3. It's six minutes after eleven But I'm talking about the next day Our date was just made to be broken I guess some things just never change (Repeat Chorus)Bm G What am I waiting forBm G What am I waiting forBm What am I waiting forG A D She'll never get here
What Am I Waiting For
George Strait
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