Text: Tift Merritt. Tambourine. Wait It Out.

Well Josie walks around like she's bought herself some brand new clothes,
Singing to herself swinging for the sidewalk Jones.
She's got a cousin down in Reno says the money is coming fast,
So she's packing it up, but her Mama says it ain't gonna last.

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Wait it out, Wait it out.
So tired of hearing that I got to slow it down,
I ain't gonna listen to them tell me how,
I just got to burning and I won't stop now.

Well the late night broken down army ain't got no wheels,
He was leaning on an El Dorado just to see how it feels.
He's got his hands in his pockets janglin' a dollar in change,
Leaving just as soon as he can get a job down in L.A.

(Chorus)

Your love likes soul,
Your heart beats time,
Take all you want.
But don't take mine.

Wait it out, Wait it out.
So tired of hearing that I got to slow it down,
I ain't gonna listen to them tell me how,
I just got to burning and I won't stop...

(Chorus)