A Small Cigar

D        D7  Gm                   A
A small cigar can change the world
                       D           
I know, I've done it frequently at 
 D7
parties
               Gm             
Where I've won all the guests' 
    A
attention
             D    D7       
With my generosity and suave 
   Gm          A
gentlemanly bearing
           D              D7
A little flat tin case is all you 
need
               Gm          Asus4 A
Breast-pocket conversation opener
                  D             
And one of those ciggie lighters 
            D7
that look rather good
           Gm           Asus4 A
You can throw away when empty
      D              D7
Must be declared a great success
     Gm              Bb         
My small cigars all vanish within 
   D         B
minutes

                                    
             Am  (An Am with lifted
   Em                     Am Am     
          e   0   index finger)
Excuse me, mine host, that I may 
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A nearby tobacconist              
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            D   2
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       Em                   Am 
To replenish my supply of small 
Am             A   0
cigars        E   -
     G                            B
And make the party swing again


    D                    D7
I know my clothes seem shabby
           Gm                 A
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
                        D
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
               D7
Well-thumbed Playboys
              Gm                
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record 
   A
shelves
    D                 D7
If you ask me they're on their way
          Gm             Asus4 A
To upper-middle-class oblivion
      D                 D7
The stupid twits, they roll their 
only
     Gm           Asus4 A
One cigarette between them
     D              D7
My small cigar's redundant now
        Gm                Bb
In the haze of smoking pleasure
     D                  D7
Call it a day, get the hell away
             Gm          Bb       
Go down the cafe, for a cup of 
   D   B
real tea

        Em                        
By the tube station, there's a 
Am Am
drunk old fool
           G                      D
Who sells papers in the rush hour
    Em              Am Am
I hand to him ten small cigars
     G                           
He smiles, says, ``Son, God bless 
        B
you''

    D               C
A small cigar has changed his world,
 my friend
    D               C
A small cigar has changed the world 
again

Piano, repeated
Dsus4 D C ... G Bb Asus4 A Asus2 A

A small cigar . . .