Lirik Lagu Smoke! Smoke! Smoke That Cigarette - Phil Harris
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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 fleaBut if me and a certain character metThat guy that invented that cigaretteI'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree.Well not because I don't smoke myselfI don't reckon they'll harm your healthI've smoked all my life and I'm not dead yet.But nicotine slaves are all the same,At a pettin' party or a poker game,Everything's must 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 gateThat you hate to make him wait,But you got to have another cigarette.
Now in a game of chance the other night,Old Dame Fortune was doing me right.The kings and queens just kept on comin' roundI played 'em hard and I bet 'em highBut my bluff didn't work on a certain guyHe kept on raisin' and layin' that money downYeah he'd raise me, and I'd raise him.I sweated blood, gotta sink or swim;He finally called, but he didn't raise the bet.I said aces full, pal,How 'bout you?He said well I-I'm gonna tell you in a minute or twoBut 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 hates to make him wait,But you gotta have another cigarette.
Now the other night I had a dateWith 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 meThat things were about like they oughtta be.So Hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane.She was oh so far from a cake of ice,Our smoochin' party was going nice,So help me Hannah I think I'd've been there yetBut
Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! that cigarette.Puff! Puff! Puff!And if you smoke yourself to death,Tell Saint Peter at the golden gateThat you hate to make him wait,But you got to have another cigarette.
Now in a game of chance the other night,Old Dame Fortune was doing me right.The kings and queens just kept on comin' roundI played 'em hard and I bet 'em highBut my bluff didn't work on a certain guyHe kept on raisin' and layin' that money downYeah he'd raise me, and I'd raise him.I sweated blood, gotta sink or swim;He finally called, but he didn't raise the bet.I said aces full, pal,How 'bout you?He said well I-I'm gonna tell you in a minute or twoBut 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 hates to make him wait,But you gotta have another cigarette.
Now the other night I had a dateWith 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 meThat things were about like they oughtta be.So Hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane.She was oh so far from a cake of ice,Our smoochin' party was going nice,So help me Hannah I think I'd've been there yetBut
