Lyrics Smoke, Smoke, Smoke (That Cigarette) - Phil Harris
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.
Well
not
because
I
don't
smoke
myself
I
don't
reckon
they'll
harm
your
health
I'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
gate
That
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'
round
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'
that
money
down
Yeah
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
two
But
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
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
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
yet
But
I'd
give
her
a
kiss
and
a
little
squeeze
And
she
said,
"Phil,
would
you
excuse
me
please,
But
I
got
to
have
a
cigarette."
Smoke!
Smoke!
Smoke!
that
cigarette
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
And
if
you
puff
yourself
to
death,
Tell
Saint
Peter
at
the
golden
gate,
That
you
hate
to
make
him
wait,
But
you
got
to
have
another
cigarette.
[Pouring
sounds.]
Man,
that's
coffee.
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4 Old Time Religion
5 Pray for the Lights to Go Out
6 The Crawdad Song
7 The Thing
8 Loaded Pistols, Loaded Dice
9 Where Does It Get You In the End
10 The Dark Town Poker Club
11 44 Sycamore
12 Thats What I Like About the South
13 I'm So Right Tonight
14 The Possum Song
15 Deck of Cards
16 Now You've Gona Dn Hurt My Southern Pride
17 Woodman, Woodman Spare That Tree
18 It's a Good Day
19 The Preacher and the Bear
20 I'm My Own Grandpa
21 Smoke, Smoke, Smoke (That Cigarette)
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23 Necessity
24 Never Trust a Woman
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