Making up for Lost Time
by Pat Mears
(Submitted by Suzie Meiler)

In a time, in a time
When a man named Blaze was around
Singin` songs, straight from the heart
I didn`t drink, I didn`t smoke
I hardly even told a joke
But Blaze and I on Sunday nights
Shared the bill

So don`t get angry with me 
If I seem too free,
I`m just making, making up for lost time

There`s a circle around me now
Friends of Blaze that drink and get rowdy
And I wish, I really wish
He could be with us now

Oi, the bottle and the smoke
And the stayin` up all night singing songs
Is a wildness with a price to be paid

So don`t get angry...

I don`t know where Blaze is now
But I bet he knows that we still think about it
And I bet he is glad we`re keepin` on, keepin` on

So don`t get angry...

So if I get a little drunk
And I say rude things to your Mother,
Understand, it`s just a story to be told

So son`t get angry...