Love's Cigarette 1917 "A Southern Maid"

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 17 Jun 2003

I've lovers who plead
very warmly indeed
for a look or a smile or a word;
They're all very fond,
but I do not respond;
there is one I have always preferr'd!
Not a man is like him,
he is white, he is slim,
You would think he is cold to desire;
but the flame he will catch
when we make a love match,
and his head and his heart are on fire!

Cigarette! Cigarette!
You are warmer and truer
than any fond wooer I've met
and your rapture ought to kindle
and capture the coldest coquette!
And the whirls of your curls,
they have taken my heart in a net
it's a pleasure divine
when your lip is on mine,
and I'm kissing my own Cigarette.

If only the men could be like you,
why then I should love them
far more than I do;
They'd quietly keep
in their case fast asleep
till I took out a lover, like you!
Then at last they would wake,
into life for my sake,
as I chose them to flirt with in turn,
they would hang on my breath,
till their passion was death
to the heart that it kindled to burn!

Cigarette! Cigarette!
You're the only true lover
that I can discover! And yet,
tho' I kiss you,
do you think I shall miss you
with tender regret?
No, my friend! At the end,
I shall throw you away, and forget;
and before you are dead,
I've another instead,
for I'm lighting a new Cigarette!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
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Love's Cigarette 1917
Music by Harold Fraser-Simpson
Lyrics by Harry Graham and Adrian Ross
from "A Southern Maid"
copyright MCMXVII by Ascherberg, Hopwood and Crew Ltd.
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Tuesday 17 June 2003 at 18.59
in association with Doug Grierson
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