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Tex Williams
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Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (Remastered)
Now I'm a feller with a heart of gold And the ways of a gentleman I've been told The kind of 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
Now, it ain't cuz I don't smoke myself And I don't reckon that it'll harm your health Smoked 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 gotta stop while they have that cigarette
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate That you hates to make him wait But you just gotta have another cigarette
Now in a game of chance the other night Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me right The kings and the queens just kept on comin' round
Then I got a full and I bet 'em 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, gotta sink or swim He finally called and didn't even raise the bet Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
So I said 'aces full Pops how 'bout you?' He said 'I'll tell you in a minute or two But right now, I just gotta have a cigarette'
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate That you hates to make him wait But you just gotta have another cigarette
The other night I had a date With the cutest little girl in the 48 States A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame
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 And our smoochin' party was goin' real nice So help me, Hannah I believe I'd be there yet
But I give her a kiss and a little squeeze And she said, 'ah, Marty, excuse me please I just gotta have another, cigarette'
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate That you hate to make him wait But you just gotta have another cigarette
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