Travis-Williams
Cho: Smoke! Smoke! Smoke that cigarette!
Puff, Puff, Puff and if you smoke yourself to d**h
Tell Saint Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you've just got to have another cigarette
Now I'm a feller with a heart of gold
And 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
The guy that invented the cigarette
I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree--
Not 'cause I don't smoke myself
And 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 must stop while they smoke that cigarette
In a game of chance the other night
Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me right
The Kings and Queens just kept on comin' around--
I played 'em hard and 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 gotta sink or swim
He finally called and 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've just got to have a cigarette."
The other night I had a date
With the cutest little girl in the forty eight states
A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame--
She said 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
Our smoochin' party was a-goin nice
So help me Hannah, I think I'd a been there yet--
But I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
And she said "Tex excuse me please
I've just got to have another cigarette."
Well life ain't nothing but a poker game
No two hands quite the same
But I never saw a winner that didn't bet
So if any people tryin' to quit
I ain't gonna criticize you one bit
Just make mine a Jamaican cigarette