Smoke Rings
Sam Cooke Lyrics


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Where do they go, the smoke rings I blow each night
What do they do
Those circles of blue and white?
Oh! why do they seem to pictures a dream above
Then why do they fade my phantom parade of love?

Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high?
Where are they hurled
When they've kissed the world goodbye!
Oh! I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below
I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow

Puff puff puff puff your cares away
Puff puff puff night and day
Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Blow, blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
What do they tell and what is the spell they cast
Some of them fall and seem to recall the past




But most of them rise away to the skies of blue
Oh little smoke rings I love

Overall Meaning

"Smoke Rings" by Sam Cooke is a melancholic love ballad that explores the beauty and transience of smoke rings. The song begins with Sam Cooke asking "Where do they go, the smoke rings I blow each night? What do they do, those circles of blue and white?" In this opening stanza, he ponders the fleeting nature of smoke rings, which can symbolize both the transience of love and the evanescence of life itself. He also wonders why smoke rings seem to "picture a dream above," which may suggest that he associates smoke rings with hope, beauty, and transcendence.


The second verse adds to this theme of longing and transience. Cooke asks, "Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high? Where are they hurled when they've kissed the world goodbye?" The image of smoke rings being "hurled" away reinforces the notion that they are ephemeral and cannot be held onto. The final lines of the verse reveal Cooke's yearning for a life free from strife: "Oh, I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below, I'd be a king, I'd follow each ring I blow." Here, he suggests that smoke rings offer a kind of escape from the hardships of life, an opportunity to transcend the mundane and enter a realm of pure beauty.


The chorus of "Smoke Rings" reinforces this theme of escape, with Cooke singing, "Puff, puff, puff your cares away, puff, puff, puff night and day/ Blow, blow them into air, silky little rings/ Blow, blow them everywhere, give your troubles wings." Here, the act of blowing smoke rings is presented as a way of releasing one's troubles and entering a state of blissful detachment. The final lines of the chorus suggest that smoke rings have a kind of magic power to transport us to a better place: "What do they tell and what is the spell they cast?/ Some of them fall and seem to recall the past/ But most of them rise away to the skies of blue/ Oh, little smoke rings, I love you."


Overall, "Smoke Rings" is a wistful and poetic meditation on the ephemeral beauty of smoke rings and their power to lift us out of the hardships of life. The song is a testament to Cooke's skill as a songwriter, with its haunting melody and evocative lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Where do they go, the smoke rings I blow each night
Where do the physical manifestations of my thoughts disappear to? Specifically, where do the small clouds of tobacco smoke created by my mouth each night go?


What do they do, those circles of blue and white?
What is the meaning of these blue and white rings? What is the effect of their presence?


Oh why do they seem to pictures a dream above
Why do these rings take on a dreamlike quality and seem to represent something higher or more abstract?


Then why do they fade my phantom parade of love?
If these smoke rings represent something significant, why do they eventually disappear and leave behind my feelings of love and happiness as something that has passed?


Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high?
Where do these symbols of my thoughts go after they leave my immediate vicinity and head upwards into the sky?


Where are they hurled when they've kissed the world goodbye!
Once these rings have left my immediate surrounding, where do they go? What happens to them?


Oh I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below
I would be willing to sacrifice everything I have to escape the struggles and challenges that life presents me with.


I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow
If I could follow the path of my own thoughts in physical form, I would be able to regain a sense of control and instill order in my life.


Puff puff puff puff your cares away
Take long, deep drags of your pipe and clear your head of negative thoughts and emotions.


Puff puff puff night and day
Whether it be during the day or at night, smoking can be an effective way to eliminate personal stress and anxiety.


Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Exhale each drag of smoke into the air, releasing it from your body and allowing it to take on a life of its own.


Blow, blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
Send your smoke in every direction, allowing your negativity and worry to be carried away on the wind.


What do they tell and what is the spell they cast
What do these smoke rings say about my thoughts and emotions? What is the effect that they have on me and those around me?


Some of them fall and seem to recall the past
Some smoke rings appear to take on a physical form, almost as if they are trying to remind me of the history of my own personal struggles and challenges.


But most of them rise away to the skies of blue
The majority of smoke rings that I exhale will drift away and eventually dissipate, much like my own personal struggles and challenges.


Oh little smoke rings I love
Despite their fleeting nature, I am still drawn to the beauty and lightness of these smoke rings, representing a temporary escape from the heaviness of everyday life.




Lyrics Β© Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GENE GIFFORD, NED WASHINGTON

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Comments from YouTube:

@laurawomack-cromartie8990

Whoever uploaded these Sam Cooke's songs - THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART ... I have almost all of his songs in albums (old school).Β  Now I can listen to them on my computer ... Again Thanks .. He is the greatest singer of my time and our younger singers today could learn from a master.

@RootsMelody

You are so Very welcomed!! He is my all time favorite singer! The man who invented soul music 🎼 πŸ™πŸΎπŸ‘‘β€οΈ

@jesserai

here's to everyone of you good hearted people who never harmed a soul in their lives, whose nightly respite from this world where 2+2=5 can put you in prison and have your family broken up. keep being you, keep your individual mind no matter what people say, and just relax for a little while. peace to you!

@kingmarkariel

Im not a smoker, but this is one of my favorite Sam Cook songs. It's fantastic.

@1234pouvez

In those days everybody and their Uncle Fred smoked. I've never smoked but I love his rendition of the beautiful song. He could have sung the phone book, and given it special meaning.

@Feelin2nice

A great song by one of the greatest singers of the past 70 years.

@Feelin2nice

I keep listening to this song, day after day, over and over. Something about it... it's just perfection in a song. It's so smooth and the lyrics are on point. I don't smoke but it sure makes me want to hold a cigarette and pretend. :-)

@ObboMohammed

O Sam, he just breaths SOUL ...

@Mr1223able

blowin a L rite now while this plays such a perfect fit my favorite singer just so happens to have a song dedicated to smoking

@dchern

what a great tune

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