One Hour Mama Rhiannon Giddens

I've always heard that haste makes waste
So I believe in takin' my time
The highest mountain can't be raced
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He needn't ever take the lead
'Cause I work on that long-time plan
And I ain't a-lookin' for no speed

I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock, papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
I don't want no lame excuses
About my lovin' being so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
Now I hope I'm understood
I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me

I can't stand no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of big artillery
But he don't know what it's for
He's got to bring me a reference
With a great long pedigree
And prove he's got endurance
Or he don't mean that to me