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Where do they go the smoke rings I blow each night
What do they do
Those circles of blue and white
Oh why do they seem to pictures a dream above
Then why do they fade my phantom parade of love
Where do they end the smoke rings I send on high
Where are they hurled
When they've kissed the world goodbye
Oh I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below
I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow
Puff puff puff puff your cares away
Puff puff puff night and day
Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Blow blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
What do they tell and what is the spell they cast
Some of them fall and seem to recall the past
But most of them rise away to the skies of blue
Oh little smoke rings I love
