Penpals

Driving through the Interlake Heading west on 68 I'm trying not to anticipate What this day may bring I got my golf clubs and my old guitar I bought some beer I've gassed up the car A new adventure once again Ida Marie we talk so easily We're like the pen pals that our mothers used to be Oh, Ida Marie, life's a mystery You were pen pals with my sister, now you're pen pals with me We drank a coffee along with a joint, I must say you did not disappoint As we got to know each other You were the chauffeur, you were the chef, you were the host with the most We played and sang, talked and just hanged, having some beer and some tokes Oh, Ida Marie, we talk so easily We're like the pen pals that our mothers used to be Oh, Ida Marie, life's a mystery You were pen pals with my sister, now you're pen pals with me Life comes with starts and starts, shattered dreams and some broken hearts You and I, we both agree that music is our therapy Oh, Ida Marie, Ida Marie You were pen pals with my sister, now you're pen pals with me You were pen pals with my sister, now you're pen pals with me