Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette, artist - Jimmy Dean. Date of issue: 06.04.2014
Song language: English
Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette |
| Now I’m a fella with a heart of gold |
| The ways of a gentleman I’ve been told |
| The kind of a guy that wouldn’t even harm a flea |
| But if me and a certain character met |
| That guy that invented that cigarette |
| I’d murder that son of a gun in the first degree |
| Now it ain’t 'cause I don’t smoke myself |
| I don’t reckon they’ll harm your health |
| I’ve smoked all my life and 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 smoke a cigarette |
| Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette |
| Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death |
| Tell Saint Peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait |
| But you got to have another cigarette |
| In a game of chance the other night |
| Old Dame Fortune was doing me right |
| The kings and queens just kept on comin' round |
| Well, I played 'em hard and I 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, you gotta sink or swim |
| He finally called, and then 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 got to have a cigarette» |
| Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette |
| Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death |
| Tell Saint Peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait |
| But you got to have another cigarette |
| The other night I had a date |
| With the cutest little gal in the 48 states |
| A high bred up-town fancy little dame |
| She said she loved me and it seemed to me That things were about like they oughta be So hand in hand we strolled down lover’s lane |
| She was oh so far from a cake of ice |
| Now our pettin' party was going nice |
| So help me Hannah I think I’d’ve been there yet |
| But I’d give her a kiss and a little squeeze |
| And she said, «Johnny, excuse me please |
| But I’ve just got to have another cigarette» |
| Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette |
| Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death |
| Tell Saint Peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait |
| But you got to have another cigarette |