Standard (EADGBE)
Tell me where do they go,
These smoke rings I blow each night?
-5
What do they do these circles of blue and white?
And why do they seem to picture a dream of love?
-5
Why do they fade my phantom parade of love?
Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high?
-5
Where are they hurled when they've kissed the world good-bye?
Oh, I'd give my life to laugh at this stife be - low;
-5
I'd be a king, I'd follow each ring I blow.
Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away;
-5
Puff, puff, puff night and day.
/9 -5
Blow, blow them through the air, silky little rings,
-5
Blow, blow them ev'rywhere, give your troubles wings.
What do they tell and what is the spell they cast?
-5
Some of them fall and seem to recall the past.
/9
But most of them rise away to the skies of blue.
Oh, little smoke rings I love,
-5 [A7-9]
Please take me above, take me with you.