Song Name: | Smoke, Smoke, Smoke (That Cigarette) | By: | Merle Travis, Willie Nelson, Commander Cody |
Posted By: | WaltP | Difficulty: | Any |
Key: | F | Genre: | Country |
Harp Type: | Chromatic | ||
Created: | 2010-10-27 11:10:12 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | SMOKE, SMOKE, SMOKE (THAT CIGARETTE)
by: Merle Travis & Tex Williams Willie Nelson, Commander Cody Key: F 1 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 -2 -3 Now I'm a fel-ler with a heart of gold, -2 -2 3* -2 -2 3* 3* -2 And the ways of a gen-tle-man, 3* -2 -1 I've been told, 1 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 The kind of a guy that -3 4 -3* -3 -2 1 2 -2 Would-n't ev-en harm a flea 1 1 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 -3 -2 -3 But if me and a cer-tain char-ac-ter met, -2 3* -2 -2 3* 3* -2 3* -2 3* The guy that in-vent-ed the cig-a-rette, -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 I'd mur-der that son of a gun 1 1 -1 2 -2 in the first de-gree -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 -2 -3 Not 'cause I don't smoke my-self, -2 3* -2 3* 3* -2 3* -2 -1 1 And I don't reck-on they'll harm your health -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 4 -3* -2 1 2 -2 I've smoked all my life and ain't dead yet 1 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 -2 -3 But nic-o-tine slaves are all the same, -2 -2 3* -2 3* 3* -2 -2 3* -2 3* At a pet-tin' par-ty or a pok-er game, -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 Ev-�ry-thing must stop -2 -2 -2 1 -1 2 -2 while they smoke that cig-a-rette. chorus 3* 3* 3* 3 -2 -1 -2 Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that cig-a-rette! 3* 3* 3* Puff, Puff, Puff 3 -2 -1 3 -2 3 -3 3 and if you smoke your-self to death 1 -1 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2 -3 Tell Saint Pe-ter at the Gold-en Gate 1 -1 -2 -1 -2 -2 -1 1 That you hate to make him wait 1 -1 -2 -3 -2 3* But you've just got to have 3 -2 1 -1 2 -2 An-oth-er cig-a-rette. In a game of chance the other night Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me right, The Kings and Queens just kept on comin' around-- I played 'em hard and bet 'em high, But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy, He kept on raisin' and layin' the money down He'd raise me and I'd raise him, I sweated blood gotta sink or swim, He finally called and didn't raise the bet-- I said "Aces full, pal,--how 'bout you?" He said "I'll tell you in a minute or two, Right now I've just got to have a cigarette." chorus The other night I had a date With the cutest little girl in the forty eight states A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame-- She said she loved me and it seemed to me That things were 'bout like they oughta be, So hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane-- She was oh, so far from a cake of ice, Our smoochin' party was a-goin nice, So help me Hannah, I think I'd a been there yet-- But I give her a kiss and a little squeeze And she said "Tex excuse me please, I've just got to have another cigarette." chorus |