(Don Sampson/Wynn Varble)      Sittin' on a bench at West Town Mall    He sat down in his overalls and asked me   ''You waitin' on a woman?''   I nodded yeah and said, ''How 'bout you?''   He said, ''Son since nineteen fifty-two I've been   Waitin' on a woman.''      When I picked her up for our first date   I told her I'd be there at eight   And she came down the stairs at eight-thirty   She said, ''I'm sorry that I took so long   Didn't like a thing that I tried on.''   But let me tell you son she sure looked pretty   Yeah, she'll take her time but I don't mind   Waitin' on a woman.      He said, ''The wedding took a year to plan   You talk about an anxious man, I was nervous   Waitin' on a woman.''   And then he nudged my arm like old men do   And said, ''I'll say this about the honeymoon, it was worth it   Waitin' on a woman.''      And I don't guess we've been anywhere   She hasn't made us late I swear   Sometimes she does it just 'cause she can do it   Boy it's just a fact of life   It'll be the same with your young wife   Might as well go on and get used to it   She'll take her time 'cause you don't mind   Waitin' on a woman.      I've read somewhere statistics show   The man's always the first to go   And that makes sense 'cause I know she won't be ready   So when it finally comes my time   And I get to the other side   I'll find myself a bench, if they've got any   I hope she takes her time, 'cause I don't mind   Waitin' on a woman.      Honey, take your time, cause I don't mind   Waitin' on a woman...