Chords for The Cigarette Song
Tempo:
133.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
Bb
F
Dm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [Bb]
[C] [F] [C] [Bb]
[F] I smoked lots of [Dm] cigarettes, filled my lungs up with [Bb] regret, but I got a second [C] chance.
I put down those cancer [F] sticks, never should have picked them [Dm] up, but they say what's done
is [Bb] done, and I'm done with slavery, [C]
feeling better every [Bb] day.
I said I'd quit [C] a time or [Dm] two before, [Bb] then I'd always [C] bum another [F] from a friend,
[Bb] because moderation [C]
meant just [Dm] one more, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
[Bb] [C] [F]
[C] [Bb] [Am] [F]
No more holding hands with [Dm] death, had to stop and catch my [Bb] breath.
No more coughing in the [C] cold, stranded on tobacco [F] road, used to smoke them in the [Dm] car,
when my favorite song came [Bb] on, with a coffee or a [C] beer, after nearly every [F] meal.
Feeling like a [Dm] hypocrite and making corporations [Bb] rich, in exchange they make me [C] sick,
either way you pay for it, [F] they sell them to you [Dm] overpriced.
Medical bills start to [Bb] rise, life's a drag, but surely [C] I can find a cheaper way to die,
and I [C] remember fits [Dm] of nicotine, [Bb] wishing every [C] cigarette would [F] never end.
[Bb] But it seems like [C] lately, I [Dm] need room to breathe, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
[Bb] [C] [F]
[C] [Bb]
[Am] [Dm] [Bb]
[C] [F] But when it comes down to it, [Dm] some folks just don't want to [Bb] quit,
and that's their prerogative.
[C] I can't tell you how to [F] live,
but I hope that you [Dm] survive, hope I bought myself some [Bb] time,
hope we make it out [C] alive, or at least till 95 [Bb]
I'm,
through with throwing [C] half a [Dm] pack away, [Bb] then the next day [C] digging through the [F] garbage can.
[Bb]
Because I'm an addict, [C] what else can I say, but [Bb] I hope I never smoke one,
I hope I [C] never smoke one, [Bb] I hope I never smoke [F] one again.
[C] [F] [C] [Bb]
[F] I smoked lots of [Dm] cigarettes, filled my lungs up with [Bb] regret, but I got a second [C] chance.
I put down those cancer [F] sticks, never should have picked them [Dm] up, but they say what's done
is [Bb] done, and I'm done with slavery, [C]
feeling better every [Bb] day.
I said I'd quit [C] a time or [Dm] two before, [Bb] then I'd always [C] bum another [F] from a friend,
[Bb] because moderation [C]
meant just [Dm] one more, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
[Bb] [C] [F]
[C] [Bb] [Am] [F]
No more holding hands with [Dm] death, had to stop and catch my [Bb] breath.
No more coughing in the [C] cold, stranded on tobacco [F] road, used to smoke them in the [Dm] car,
when my favorite song came [Bb] on, with a coffee or a [C] beer, after nearly every [F] meal.
Feeling like a [Dm] hypocrite and making corporations [Bb] rich, in exchange they make me [C] sick,
either way you pay for it, [F] they sell them to you [Dm] overpriced.
Medical bills start to [Bb] rise, life's a drag, but surely [C] I can find a cheaper way to die,
and I [C] remember fits [Dm] of nicotine, [Bb] wishing every [C] cigarette would [F] never end.
[Bb] But it seems like [C] lately, I [Dm] need room to breathe, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
[Bb] [C] [F]
[C] [Bb]
[Am] [Dm] [Bb]
[C] [F] But when it comes down to it, [Dm] some folks just don't want to [Bb] quit,
and that's their prerogative.
[C] I can't tell you how to [F] live,
but I hope that you [Dm] survive, hope I bought myself some [Bb] time,
hope we make it out [C] alive, or at least till 95 [Bb]
I'm,
through with throwing [C] half a [Dm] pack away, [Bb] then the next day [C] digging through the [F] garbage can.
[Bb]
Because I'm an addict, [C] what else can I say, but [Bb] I hope I never smoke one,
I hope I [C] never smoke one, [Bb] I hope I never smoke [F] one again.
Key:
C
Bb
F
Dm
Am
C
Bb
F
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] I smoked lots of [Dm] cigarettes, filled my lungs up with [Bb] regret, but I got a second [C] chance.
I put down those cancer [F] sticks, never should have picked them [Dm] up, but they say what's done
is [Bb] done, and I'm done with slavery, [C]
feeling better every [Bb] day.
I said I'd quit [C] a time or [Dm] two before, [Bb] then I'd always [C] bum another [F] from a friend,
_ _ [Bb] _ because moderation [C]
meant just [Dm] one more, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F]
No more holding hands with [Dm] death, had to stop and catch my [Bb] breath.
No more coughing in the [C] cold, stranded on tobacco [F] road, used to smoke them in the [Dm] car,
when my favorite song came [Bb] on, with a coffee or a [C] beer, after nearly every [F] meal.
Feeling like a [Dm] hypocrite and making corporations [Bb] rich, in exchange they make me [C] sick,
either way you pay for it, [F] they sell them to you [Dm] overpriced.
Medical bills start to [Bb] rise, life's a drag, but surely [C] I can find a cheaper way to die,
and I [C] remember fits [Dm] of nicotine, [Bb] wishing every [C] cigarette would [F] never end.
[Bb] But it seems like [C] lately, I [Dm] need room to breathe, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again. _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ But when it comes down to it, [Dm] some folks just don't want to [Bb] quit,
and that's their prerogative.
[C] I can't tell you how to [F] live,
but I hope that you [Dm] survive, hope I bought myself some [Bb] time,
hope we make it out [C] alive, or at least till 95 [Bb]
I'm,
through with throwing [C] half a [Dm] pack away, [Bb] then the next day [C] digging through the [F] garbage can.
_ _ [Bb]
Because I'm an addict, [C] what else can I say, but [Bb] I hope I never smoke one,
I hope I [C] never smoke one, [Bb] I hope I never smoke [F] one again. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] I smoked lots of [Dm] cigarettes, filled my lungs up with [Bb] regret, but I got a second [C] chance.
I put down those cancer [F] sticks, never should have picked them [Dm] up, but they say what's done
is [Bb] done, and I'm done with slavery, [C]
feeling better every [Bb] day.
I said I'd quit [C] a time or [Dm] two before, [Bb] then I'd always [C] bum another [F] from a friend,
_ _ [Bb] _ because moderation [C]
meant just [Dm] one more, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F]
No more holding hands with [Dm] death, had to stop and catch my [Bb] breath.
No more coughing in the [C] cold, stranded on tobacco [F] road, used to smoke them in the [Dm] car,
when my favorite song came [Bb] on, with a coffee or a [C] beer, after nearly every [F] meal.
Feeling like a [Dm] hypocrite and making corporations [Bb] rich, in exchange they make me [C] sick,
either way you pay for it, [F] they sell them to you [Dm] overpriced.
Medical bills start to [Bb] rise, life's a drag, but surely [C] I can find a cheaper way to die,
and I [C] remember fits [Dm] of nicotine, [Bb] wishing every [C] cigarette would [F] never end.
[Bb] But it seems like [C] lately, I [Dm] need room to breathe, [Bb] so I hope [C] I never smoke [F] one again. _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ But when it comes down to it, [Dm] some folks just don't want to [Bb] quit,
and that's their prerogative.
[C] I can't tell you how to [F] live,
but I hope that you [Dm] survive, hope I bought myself some [Bb] time,
hope we make it out [C] alive, or at least till 95 [Bb]
I'm,
through with throwing [C] half a [Dm] pack away, [Bb] then the next day [C] digging through the [F] garbage can.
_ _ [Bb]
Because I'm an addict, [C] what else can I say, but [Bb] I hope I never smoke one,
I hope I [C] never smoke one, [Bb] I hope I never smoke [F] one again. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _