Lirik Lagu Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (that Cigarette) - Willie Nelson
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Now I'm a fellow with a heart of goldWith the ways of a gentleman I've been toldA kind of a fellow that wouldn't even harm a fleaBut if me and a certain character metThat guy that invented the cigaretteI'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree
That ain't that I don't smoke myselfAnd I don't reckon they'll injure your healthI've smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yetBut nicotine slaves are all the sameAt a pheasant party or a poker gameEverythin's gotta stop when they have that cigarette
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarettePuff puff puffAnd if you smoke yourself to deathTell St Peter at the Golden GateThat you hate to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigarette
Now at a game of chance the other nightOl' Dame Forson wasn't doin' me rightThem kings and queens just kept on comin' roundWell I got a full and I bet it highBut my plug didn't work on a certain guyHe just kept a risin' and a layin' that money downHe's raise me and I'd raise himI sweated blood I had to sink or swimHe finally called and he didn't raise the betI said "aces is full pal how about you?"He said "I'll tell you in a minute or twoBut I just gotta have another cigarette"
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarettePuff puff puffAnd if you smoke yourself to deathTell St Peter at the Golden GateThat you hate to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigarette
[ guitar - steel ]
The other night I had a date withThe cutest gal in the fifty statesA highbred uptown social little dameShe said she loved me and it seemed to meThat things were like they oughta beSo hand in hand we strolled down Lover's LaneShe was oh so far from a chunk of iceAnd our smoochin' party was a goin' real niceSo help and I think I'd
That ain't that I don't smoke myselfAnd I don't reckon they'll injure your healthI've smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yetBut nicotine slaves are all the sameAt a pheasant party or a poker gameEverythin's gotta stop when they have that cigarette
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarettePuff puff puffAnd if you smoke yourself to deathTell St Peter at the Golden GateThat you hate to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigarette
Now at a game of chance the other nightOl' Dame Forson wasn't doin' me rightThem kings and queens just kept on comin' roundWell I got a full and I bet it highBut my plug didn't work on a certain guyHe just kept a risin' and a layin' that money downHe's raise me and I'd raise himI sweated blood I had to sink or swimHe finally called and he didn't raise the betI said "aces is full pal how about you?"He said "I'll tell you in a minute or twoBut I just gotta have another cigarette"
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarettePuff puff puffAnd if you smoke yourself to deathTell St Peter at the Golden GateThat you hate to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigarette
[ guitar - steel ]
The other night I had a date withThe cutest gal in the fifty statesA highbred uptown social little dameShe said she loved me and it seemed to meThat things were like they oughta beSo hand in hand we strolled down Lover's LaneShe was oh so far from a chunk of iceAnd our smoochin' party was a goin' real niceSo help and I think I'd
