Smoke Rings

Where to they go Smoke rings I blow each night Oh, where to they go Those circles of blue and white I wonder, why do they sing To picture a dream above, above Above, above, above Then why do they fade My phantom parade of love Puff, puff, puff Oh, you can puff your cares away Puff, puff, puff Night and day Blow, blow them into air Silky little rings Oh, little smoke rings I love Please take me above with you One more thing I wanna know is Where do they end The smoke rings I send on a high Where are they hurled When they've kissed the world goodbye Let me tell you that I'd give my life to laugh at this strife Below, below, below Down here below, for I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow So little smoke rings I love Please take me above with you