(That Cigarette) Lyrics Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold With the ways of a gentleman I've been told The kind of fellow that wouldn't even harm a flea But if me and a certain character met The guy that invented the cigarette I'd murder that son-of-a-gun in the first degree Now, it ain't cause I don't smoke myself And I don't reckon that'll hinder your health I've smoked them all my life and I ain't dead yet But nicotine slaves are all the same At a pettin' party or a poker game Everything's gotta stop while they have that cigarette [Chorus] Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death Tell St
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