They Might Be Lost
I'm waiting for the boys to bring the truck in
They should've been here by now
It's way past 4:20 and I'm sitting waiting
For the boys to come get the goods
It's loaded on the porch all ready to go
She wants to know where they are
Looking for the headlights coming through the trees
I'm standing here waiting on the porch
They're coming down the highway, just made the turn
They called to let me know
She's asking me again and the smoke that I burn
Keeps taking me to the old days
Well, the jury is out on the old days, you know
The judgement is soon coming down
I can't quite remember what it was that I knew
I'm waiting on the headlights to come through the snow
The weather's changing, you know
They should've been here about an hour ago
She says that's what she thought
But I can't see 'em and that's all I know
I wonder if they might be lost
