Chords
The Cigarette Song

Key: F

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
F  C  Bb  C  F  C  Bb  C  
Verse
F                                                                    Dm  
Smoked lots of cigarettes, filled my lungs up with regret
Bb                                                                 C  
But I got a second chance, I put down those cancer sticks
F                                                                                      Dm  
Never should have picked them up, but they say whats done is done
Bb                                                                 C  
And I'm done with slavery, feeling better everyday
  Bb                                      C                                 Dm  
I said I'd quit a time or two before
                        Bb                            C                              F  
Then I'd always bum another from a friend
                  Bb                                         C                    Dm  
Because moderation meant just one more
             Bb                            C                      F  
So I hope I never smoke one again
C  Bb  C  F  C  Bb  C  
Verse
F  
No more holding hands with Death
Dm  
Had to stop and catch my breathe
Bb  
No more coughing in the cold
C  
Stranded on Tobacco Road
F  
Used to smoke them in the car
Dm  
When my favorite song came on
Bb                                                            C  
With a coffee or a beer, after nearly every meal
F                                                                         Dm  
Feeling like a hypocrite and making corporations rich
Bb                                                                            C  
In exchange they make me sick, either way you pay for it
F                                                                                      Dm  
They sell them to you overpriced, medical bills start to rise
Bb                                                                            C  
Life's a drag but surely I can find a cheaper way to die
Bb                                 C                 Dm  
And I remember fits of nicotine
                     Bb                      C                                         F  
Wishing every cigarette would never end
                  Bb                                         C                                    Dm  
But it seems like lately I need room to breathe
             Bb                            C                         F  
So I hope I never smoke one again
Instrumental
C  Bb  C  F  C  Bb  C  Bb  C  Dm  Bb  C  F  C  
Verse
F *                                                                         Dm *
                                                                         C  
And that's their prerogative, I can't tell you how to live
F                                                                         Dm  
But I hope that you survive, hope I bought myself some time
Bb                                                                 C  
Hope we make it out alive, or at least 'till 95
Bb                                                              C                              Dm  
I'm through with throwing half a pack away
                        Bb                                      C                                                 F  
Then the next day digging through the garbage can
                  Bb                                    C                                      Dm  
Because I'm an addict, what else can I say?
                Bb                            C  
But I hope I never smoke one
     Bb                            C  
I hope I never smoke one
     Bb                            C                         F      C  F  
I hope I never smoke one again