Roy Buchanan - I Still Think About Ida Mae lyrics

Well I smoke my cigarettes Set my Schlitz cans along the wall I still think about Ida Mae She was the fairest of them all All the things in life that ever mattered I let slip right through my hands Always likin' a lot of dudes Feedin' money to my lucky lambs I need you, I want you I love you, oh that same old way 'Cause I'm lonely more each day now Oh time, it slipped away