Smoke Smoke Smoke

Smoke Smoke Smoke - Tex Williams

Now I'm a fella with a heart of gold

With the ways of a gentleman I've been told

A kind of a guy that wouldn't even harm a flea

But if me and a certain character met

The guy that invented the cigarette

I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree

It ain't that I don't smoke myself

And I don't reckon they'll hinder your health

I've smoked them all my life and I ain't dead yet

But nicotine slaves are all the same

At a pettin' party or a poker game

Everythin's gotta stop while you have that cigarette

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette puff puff puff and

If you smoke yourself to death

Tell st peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait

But you just gotta have another cigarette

Now at a game of chance the other night

Ol' dame fortune was a doin' me right

The kings and queens just kept on comin' round

And I got a full and I bettet high

But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy

He just kept a risin' and layin' his money down

He'd raise me and I'd raise him

And I sweated blood you gotta sink or swim

He finally called and he couldn't raise the bet

I said aces full pal how about you

He said I'll tell you in a minute or two

But right now I just gotta have another cigarette

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette puff puff puff and

If you smoke yourself to death

Tell st peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait

But you just gotta have another cigarette

Now the other night I had me a date

With the cutest little gal in the fifty states

One of them highbred up-town fancy little dames

She said she loved me and it seemed to me

That things were just about like they ought a be

So hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane

She was oh so far from a chunk of ice

And our smoochin' party was a goin' real nice

So help me hannah and I think I'd of been there yet

I give her a kiss and a little squeeze

And she said would you excuse me please

But I just gotta have another cigarette

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette puff puff puff and

If you smoke yourself to death

Tell st peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait

But you just gotta have another cigarette