Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette

Lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 That guy that invented the cigarette I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree Now, 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 they have that cigarette [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Now at a game of chance the other night Ol' Dame Fortune was doin' me right Them 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 layin' that money down Now he'd raise me and I'd raise him I sweated blood, I had to sink or swim He finally called and then didn't raise the bet I said, "Aces full pal, how about you?" He said, "I'll tell you in a minute or two But I just gotta have another cigarette" [Chorus] 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 [Piano Solo] [Verse 3] Now the other night, I had a date With the cutest little gal in the fifty states A highbred uptown social little dame She said she loved me and it seemed to me That things were about like they oughta be And, hand in hand, we strolled down Lover's Lane She was, oh, so far from a chunk of ice And our smoochin' party was goin' real nice So help me, Hannah, I think I'd have been there yet But I'd give her a hug and a little squeeze And she said, "Jim, excuse me, please But I just gotta have another cigarette" [Chorus] 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 [Spoken Outro] Y'all can keep pickin' if you want to, but I'm gonna light one up [Cough] Now, boy, that's real coughin'