"Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette" lyrics
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 oughta 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
Gotta have another cigarette
You just gotta have another cigarette
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 oughta 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
Gotta have another cigarette
You just gotta have another cigarette
Writer(s): Merle Travis, Tex Williams
