Gene gifford/ned washington

Tell me where do they go

These smoke rings i blow each night

What do they do these circles of blue and white

Why do they seem to picture a dream of love

Why do they fade my phantom parade of love



Puff puff puff puff your cares away

Puff puff puff night and day

Blow blow them through the air silky little rings

Those little smoke rings i love take me above with you



Puff puff puff puff your cares away

Puff puff puff night and day

Blow blow them through the air silky little rings

Those little smoke rings i love please take me above

Take me with you










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