"Smoke, Smoke, Smoke (That Cigarette)" lyrics - HANK THOMPSON

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

It ain't 'cause I don't smoke myself
And I don't reckon they'll injure your health
I've smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yet
But nicotine slaves are all the same
At a pheasant party or a poker game
Everythin's gotta stop when they have that cigarette

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
Puff puff puff
And if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette

In a game of chance the other night
Ol' Dame Fortune was doin' me right
Them kings and queens just kept on comin' round
Well I got a full and I bet it high
But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
He just kept a risin' and a layin' that money down
He's raise me and I'd raise him
I sweated blood you got to sink or swim
He finally called and didn't raise the bet
I said "aces is full pal how about you?"
He said "I'll tell you in a minute or two
But I just gotta have myself a cigarette"

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette...

The other night I had a date with
The cutest old gal in the fifty states
A highbred uptown fancy little dames
She said she loved me and it seemed to me
That things were like they 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 a goin' real nice
So help me Heaven, I think I'd a been married yet
I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
And she said "Hank excuse me please
But I just gotta have a filtered cigarette"

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette...