Smoke Rings

Where do they go the smoke rings I blow each night

What do they do

Those circles of blue and white

Oh why do they seem to pictures a dream above

Then why do they fade my phantom parade of love

Where do they end the smoke rings I send on high

Where are they hurled

When they've kissed the world goodbye

Oh I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below

I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow

Puff puff puff puff your cares away

Puff puff puff night and day

Blow blow them into air silky little rings

Blow blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings

What do they tell and what is the spell they cast

Some of them fall and seem to recall the past

But most of them rise away to the skies of blue

Oh little smoke rings I love