Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette
(written by Merle Travis and Tex Williams)
Now I'm a fella with a heart of gold
With the ways of a gentleman I've been told
That kind of fella than 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
Everything's gotta stop while you have that cigarette
(Chorus)
Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you puff yourself to death
Tell Saint 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
Old Dame fortune was a doin' me right
The Kings and Queens just kept on comin' round
And I got a full and I betted high
But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
He just kept on raisin' and laying his money down
He'd raise me and I'd raise him
And I sweated blood, you gotta sink or swim
And he finally called and couldn't raise the bet
I said, "Aces full pal, how bou you?"
He said, "I'll tell you in a minute or two
But right now I'd just gotta have another cigarette"
(Repeat chorus)
Now the other night I had me a date
With the cutest little gal in fifty states
One of them high bred up-town fancy little dames
She said she loved me and it seemed to me
That things were just about like they ought to be
So hand in hand we strolled down Lover's Lane
She's was oh so far from a chunk of ice
And our smooching party was goin' real nice
And so help me Hannah 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"
(Repeat chorus twice)
You just gotta have another cigarette
