Smoke, Smoke, Smoke (That Cigarette)

SMOKE, SMOKE, SMOKE (THAT CIGARETTE)
by: Merle Travis & Tex Williams
Willie Nelson, Commander Cody
Key: F

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Now I'm a fel-ler with a heart of gold,
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And the ways of a gen-tle-man, 
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I've been told,
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The kind of a guy that 
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Would-n't ev-en harm a flea
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But if me and a cer-tain char-ac-ter met,
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The guy that in-vent-ed the cig-a-rette,
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I'd mur-der that son of a gun 
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in the first de-gree
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Not 'cause I don't smoke my-self,
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And I don't reck-on they'll harm your health
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I've smoked all my life and ain't dead yet
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But nic-o-tine slaves are all the same,
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At a pet-tin' par-ty or a pok-er game,
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Ev-‘ry-thing must stop 
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while they smoke that cig-a-rette.

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Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that cig-a-rette!
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Puff, Puff, Puff 
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and if you smoke your-self to death
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Tell Saint Pe-ter at the Gold-en Gate
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That you hate to make him wait
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But you've just got to have 
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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."

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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."

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