מילים לשיר Smoke Smoke Smoke – Willie Nelson

Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold
A kind of a fellow that wouldn't even harm a flea
With the ways of a gentleman I've been told
But if me and a certain character met
I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree
That guy that invented the cigarette And I don't reckon they'll injure your health
That ain't that I don't smoke myself
I've smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yet
But nicotine slaves are all the same
Everythin's gotta stop when they have that cigarette
At a pheasant party or a poker game 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
Now at a game of chance the other night
Well I got a full and I bet it high
Ol' Dame Forson wasn't doin' me right
Them kings and queens just kept on comin' round
But my plug 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 I had to sink or swim
He finally called and he 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 another cigarette" Puff puff puff
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
And if you smoke yourself to death
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette ( guitar
The other night I had a date with
The cutest gal in the fifty states
A highbred uptown social little dame
That things were like they oughta be
She said she loved me and it seemed to me
So hand in hand we strolled down Lover's Lane
And our smoochin' party was a goin' real nice
She was oh so far from a chunk of ice
But I give her a hug and a little squeeze
So help and I think I'd've been there yet
And she said "Willie excuse me please
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
But I just gotta have another cigarette"
Puff puff puff
And if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
But you just gotta have another cigarette
That you hate to make him wait
Puff puff puff
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
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
Just gotta have another cigarette.