Smoke Smoke Smoke
Tex Williams Lyrics


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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

Of course it ain't for that 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
Everything's gotta stop while they smoke the 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
You gotta have another cigarette

And a game of chance the other night
Ol' Dame Forson wasn't doin' me right
Them kings and queens just kept on comin' round
I got a full and I bet it high
But my plug didn't work on a certain guy
He just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down
He'd raise me and I'd raise him
I sweated blood, you gotta sink or swim
He finally called and raised the bet
I said "aces is full pal how about you?"
He said "I'll tell you in just a minute or two
Right now I just gotta have myself a 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
You gotta have another cigarette

The other night I had me date with
The cutest gal in these fifty states
One of 'em high bred uptown fancy little dame
She said she loved me and it seemed to me
That everything's were like they ought a be
So hand in hand we strolled down Lover's Lane
She was oh so far from a chunk of ice
Our smoochin' party was a goin' real nice
So help me and I think I'd of been there yet
I give her a kiss, a little squeeze
She said "Tex excuse me please
I just gotta have a filtered 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
You gotta have another cigarette

Overall Meaning

The song, "Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette)" by Tex Williams and His Western Caravan, is a humorous take on the culture surrounding smoking in the mid-20th century. The lyrics describe a man who would normally never harm anyone, but if he were to meet the inventor of the cigarette, he would "murder that son of a gun in the first degree." The song then goes on to detail different scenarios where smoking gets in the way of everyday activities, such as card games, dates, and even dying and meeting St. Peter at the Golden Gate.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold
I'm a generally pleasant person


With the ways of a gentleman I've been told
I've been taught to be polite and courteous


A kind of fellow that wouldn't even harm a flea
I'm not a violent person


But if me and a certain character met
But if I met a particular person


That guy that invented the cigarette
The person who invented cigarettes


I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree
I would harm that person severely


Of course, it ain't for that I don't smoke myself
I don't dislike cigarettes because of that person


And I don't reckon they'll injure your health
I don't think smoking is necessarily unhealthy


I've smoked 'em all my life, and I ain't dead yet
I've been smoking for a long time without any harm


But nicotine slaves are all the same
People addicted to nicotine behave similarly


At a pheasant party or a poker game
Regardless of the setting


Everything's gotta stop while they smoke the cigarette
Everyone must wait while they smoke


Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette, Puff puff puff
Cigarette smoking


And if you smoke yourself to death, Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate, That you hate to make him wait, You gotta have another cigarette
If you die from smoking, apologize to St. Peter and smoke again


And a game of chance the other night
And while gambling recently


Ol' Dame Forson wasn't doin' me right
I wasn't having great luck


Them kings and queens just kept on comin' round
I kept getting good cards


I got a full, and I bet it high
I had a strong hand and bet a lot


But my plug didn't work on a certain guy
But I couldn't outsmart a particular person


He just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down
He kept betting more and more money


He'd raise me, and I'd raise him
We kept increasing our bets


I sweated blood, you gotta sink or swim
I was under intense pressure to either win or lose it all


He finally called and raised the bet
He matched my bet and then increased it again


I said "aces is full, pal, how about you?"
I asked if he had a strong hand


He said "I'll tell you in just a minute or two, right now I just gotta have myself a cigarette"
He said he needed to smoke before he could answer


The other night I had me date with
Recently I went on a date with


The cutest gal in these fifty states
A very attractive woman


One of 'em high bred uptown fancy little dame
A wealthy and well-educated woman


She said she loved me, and it seemed to me
She expressed affection for me


That everything's were like they ought a be
Everything seemed perfect


So hand in hand, we strolled down Lover's Lane
We went for a romantic walk


She was oh so far from a chunk of ice
She was very warm and affectionate


Our smoochin' party was a goin' real nice
We were kissing and making out


So help me, and I think I'd of been there yet
I think we could have gone further


I give her a kiss, a little squeeze
I showed affection towards her


She said "Tex, excuse me please, I just gotta have a filtered cigarette"
She interrupted our moment to smoke a cigarette




Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Merle Travis, Tex Williams

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@SailorMishelle

My dad just passed away. I used to smoke. He would sing thing song to me because I pretended I didnโ€™t smoke. & I knew he knew.
I quit smoking later on.
Iโ€™ll love you forever dad

@futuretrunks666

You monster you killed your dad wtf is wrong with you

@SailorMishelle

Lone Wolf you are an absolute idiot. Karma is a bitch

@richarddavis8863

@@futuretrunks666 the real Trunks would never say anything so mean. You dishonor the character

@futuretrunks666

@@richarddavis8863 stfu loser

@Why_Not_Studios

@@futuretrunks666 how did he kill him

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@fiendgod1399

"The 48 states" damn what a throwback

@alphadream953

absolute banger for the ages and still relevant lyrically

@toekid7179

Agreed

@-V-_-V-

Also applies to potheads.

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