Making Up For Lost Time - David Ford

It’s the strangest feeling and I cannot seem to put my finger on it

Hey now Jokeman, roll that cigarette just like your life depended on it

There’s a world outside this truck stop, boys, and that’s where I’m headed to

And making up for lost time, well, it’s the only thing I really wanna do

Oo oo, oh oh

Only thing I wanna do

Oh oh, oh oh

Well, if I see that girl I’m going to tell her that she was right about

everything

I haven’t seen her since that summer when, man, she left without the ring

She made the craziest accusations, but every one of them was true

Yeah and making up for lost time, well, it’s the only thing I really wanna do

Oo oo, oo oo

Only thing I wanna do

Oh oh, oh oh

Well, I’ve wasted too much time picking over all the worries in this heart of

mine

Any day I’m gonna see that sun come up on a bright blue morning

You know in all my days it’s the hardest times that are the ones I’ve missed

the most

Why don’t you get some rest?

Man, it’s still three hours before we hit the coast

And throw your empties on the dashboard ‘cause tonight we’re driving through

Yeah, and making up for lost time, well, it’s the only thing I really wanna do

Oh oh, oh oh

Only thing I wanna do

Oh oh, oh oh

It’s all I wanna do

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh, ohhh