Smoke That Cigarette

A
Now  I'm a fellar with a heart of 
gold
      D7
With the ways of a gentleman, I've 
been told
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The kind of a fellar that wouldn't
A     E7
 even harm a flea
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But if me and a certain character 
met
  D7
That guy that invented the cigarette
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I'd murder that son-of-a-gun in the 
first degree.


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Now, it ain't 'cause I don't smoke 
myself
      D7
An' I don't reckon that they hinder 
your health
D7    A           E7             
I've smoked 'em all my life and I
A     E7
 ain't dead yet!
    A
But nicotine slaves are all the same
     D7
At a pettin' party or a poker game
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Ev'ry-thing's gotta stop while 
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they smoke the cigarette.



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D7             A
Smoke!, Smoke!, Smoke! that 
cigarette
D7                          B7   
Puff!, Puff!, Puff! it ?till you 
       E ? E7
smoke yourself to death
D7       A
Tell Saint Peter at the Golden Gate
A7      D7           A
That you hates to make him wait
A                E ? E7     A
You've just gotta have another 
cigarette.

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Verse
In a game of chance the other night
Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me 
right
Man, the kings and queens just kept 
on comin' around
Then I got a full and I bet it high
But my bluff didn't work on a 
certain guy
He just keep on raisin' and layin' 
the money down.

Now, he'd raise me - I'd raise him
I sweated blood - you gotta sink or 
swim
He finally called - didn't raise the
 bet
I said, "Aces full, Pal, how 'bout 
you?"
He said, "Well, I'll tell you in 
just a minute or two
But right now, I just gotta have 
myself a cigarette."

CHORUS

Verse
Now, the other night I had me a date
With the cutest little gal in the 
forty-eight states
A highbred, uptown, fancy little 
dame
She said she loved me and it seemed 
to me
That ev'rything was 'bout like it 
oughta be
So hand in hand, we strolled down 
lover's lane.

She was, oh, so far from a chunk of 
ice
And our smoochin' party was goin' 
real nice
So help me, Hanna, I think I'd-a 
been there yet
Well, I give her a kiss - a little 
squeeze
She said, "Tex, excuse me - please, 
but
I just gotta have another 
cigarette."