It was about a week ago, my
Tobacco bag was runnin' low
I wanted more, but I was broke, and
Started thinkin' "Maybe I'll quit smokin'"
Woke hung over at four the next evening
Couldn't breathe, coughin' sneezin' hackin' wheezin'
Took a cue from the sound of my cough
That I picked the right time to take time off
The days went by, my throat got better
Sewed up the cigaret holes in my sweater
Feeling pretty good about my quittin'
I sat down to get some new songs written
I know what Allen Ginsberg spoke
Don't smoke, don't smoke the official dope
But it's organic! I rationalize
Well even they're owned by the big bad guys
I think of all the friends and folk
I've met by bummin' the occasional smoke
And all the things I'd have never seen
If I hadn't been a tobacco fiend
Should there ever come a day
When I blow my final drag away
What will I do to keep my head dizzy
And keep my little mouth and fingers busy?
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