Smokin’ Man

Classic Cowboy Rolling Cigarette (1904) by Adolf Methfessel
Some might say I’m a mighty old soul
And I’m sure that they are right.
I wouldn’t care to mine for coal
Nor have me no noon gunfight.
But if ya took my toilet, I’d fill a hole.
And without a phone, I’d do alright.
If I lost my car, I’d break a foal
Honey, let’s make love by candle light.
But to tell the truth, whole and plain
There’s just one thing I want to do,
To go back before the doctors sayin’
That smokin’ is bad for you.
I’d grow me some tobacca,
Roll me a dozen or so.
I’d skip the filter and think of
All the things I don’t know.
Cus’ those the things that can’t hurt ya
Though the stress of knowin’ can.
So forget what the doctor told ya’
And make you a smokin’ man.
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