Lyrics by: Joseph R. Alden
Lyrics by: Raymond B. Egan
Music by: Ange Lorenzo
Music by: Richard Whiting
Originally made famous by: Ben Bernie
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Sleepy time gal, you're turning night into day,
Sleepy time gal, you've danced the evening away,
Before each silvery star fades out of sight, please give me a little kiss,
Then let us whisper goodnight, it's getting late, and dear, your pillow's waiting,
Sleepy time gal, I'll find a cottage for you,
You'll learn to cook and sew, what's more, you'll love it I know,
When you're a stay-at-home, play at home, eight o'clock, sleepy time gal.
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Jimmy Dean
Jimmy Dean album
Background information
Birth name Jimmy Ray Dean
Born August 10, 1928 (1928-08-10) (age 79)
Origin Plainview, Texas
Genre(s) Country, Pop
Occupation(s) Singer, Actor, Businessman
Instrument(s) Vocals, Guitar
Years active 1953- Present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Associated
acts Roy Clark, Patsy Cline, Charlie Rich
Website Jimmy Dean's Personal Website
Jimmy Dean (b. Jimmy Ray Dean August 10, 1928, in Plainview, Texas) is an American country music singer, television host, actor, and businessman. Although he may be best known today as the founder of the Jimmy Dean Food Company, he first rose to fame for his country crossover hits like "Big Bad John," and for his television appearances
Jimmy Dean
Smoke Smoke Smoke That Cigarette
Merle Travis/Tex Ritter
1. Now I'm a fella with a heart of gold - With the ways of a gentleman I've been told
A kind of a guy that wouldn't even harm a flea
But if me and a certain character met - The guy that invented the cigarette
I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree
2. It ain't that I don't smoke myself - And I don't reckon they'll hinder your health
I've smoked them all my life and I ain't dead yet
But nicotine slaves are all the same - At a pettin' party or a poker game
Everythin's gotta stop while you have that cigarette
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette puff puff puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate that you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
3. Now at a game of chance the other night - Ol' Dame Fortune was a doin' me right
The kings and queens just kept on comin' round
And I got a full and I bettet high - But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
He just kept a risin' and layin' his money down
4. He'd raise me and I'd raise him - And I sweated blood you gotta sink or swim
He finally called and he couldn't raise the bet
I said "aces full pal how about you��? - He said "I'll tell you in a minute or two
But right now I just gotta have another cigarette��?
Smoke smoke smoke...
[ piano ]
5. Now the other night I had me a date - With the cutest little gal in the fifty states
One of them highbred up-town fancy little dames
She said she loved me and it seemed to me - That things were just about like they oughta be
So hand in hand we strolled down Lover's Lane
6. She was oh so far from a chunk of ice - And our smoochin' party was a goin' real nice
So help me Hannah and I think I'd of been there yet
I give her a kiss and a little squeeze - And she said "would you excuse me please
But I just gotta have another cigarette��?
Smoke smoke smoke... X 2
You just gotta have another cigarette
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig
A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig
Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish
A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
To fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish
And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin' on a star
She's gotta do what she's gotta do
And I've gotta like it or not
She's got dreams too big for this town
And she needs to give 'em a shot
Whatever they are
Looks like she's all ready to leave
Nothing left to pack
There ain't no room for me in that car
Even if she asked me to tag along
God I gotta be strong
(chorus)
She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life
As ready as she's ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes
The prize is hers to win
She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road
Baby get ready
Get set
Don't go
She says things are fallen into place
Feels like they're fallen apart
I painted this big ol' smile on my face
To hide my broken heart
If only she knew
This is where I don't say what I want so bad to say
This is where I want to but I won't get in the way
Of her and her dreams
And spreadin' her wings
She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life
As ready as she's ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes
The prize is hers to win
She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road
Baby get ready
Get set
Don't go
She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life
As ready as she's ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes
The prize is hers to win
She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road
Baby get ready
Get set
Please Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
She's gotta do what she's gotta do
She's gotta do what she's gotta do