Bidin' My Time - Teresa Brewer

Some fellows love to tiptoe through the tulips

Some fellows go on singing in the rain

Some fellows keep on painting skies with sunshine

Some fellows must go swinging down the lane

But I’m bidin' my time

'Cause that’s the kind of guy I’m

While other folks grow dizzy

I keep busy

Bidin' my time

Next year, next year

Somethin’s bound to happen

This year, this year

I’ll just keep on mappin'

And bidin' my time

'Cause that’s the kind of guy I’m

There’s no regrettin'

When I’m settin'

Bidin' my time

I’m bidin' my time

'Cause that’s the kind of guy I’m

Beginnin' on a Monday

Right through Sunday

Bidin' my time

Give me, give me

Glass that’s bright and twinkles

Let me, let me

Dream like Rip Van Winkle

He’s bided his time

Like that Winkle guy

I’m chasin' 'way flies

How the day flies

Bidin' my time