Lyrics

I got my four wheels, just beginning my journey
Four wheels down a road I don’t know
I got my four old wheels
But they’re moving slow
I got a real late start, and such a long way to go.

CHORUS:
Late again, late again
Don’t ask me how or why or when…I’ll be there
Late again, late again
Well I’m so sorry baby. It’s not that I don’t care.

I got a good man waitin’ down by the river
Good man I’m just dyin’ to see
I got a good old man
Good and mad at me
I told him ten o’clock. Now it’s a quarter to three.

BRIDGE:
I was just sittin’ on the back porch, losing track of time
Watching morning glories play the blues upon the vine
Laughing with an old friend, singing something sad
Ah, how can all that sweet stuff turn to something bad?

I took a wrong turn coming off of the highway
Long time going over the hill
Now I’m stuck in traffic
Looks like I’m standing still
But when I get there baby, I’ll make it up, I will.

Now when the time comes to return to my maker
Time comes, I’d be willing to bet
I’ll tell that band of angels
I’m not ready yet
There’s always one more thing, or something…I forget.

CHORUS
Late again, late again
Don’t ask me how or why or when…I’ll be there
Late again, late again
Well I’m so sorry baby. I’ll make it up, I swear!