Virgil Brown Music

Lyrics

Smoke Rings
Copyright 1997 Virgil Brown

(Chorus)
Smoke Rings rise up in the air
You’re pretending you don’t care
But I’m the one who knows you
Smoke rings rise up to the ceiling
You can’t hide the way you’re feeling
‘cause I am the one who knows you
I’m the one who knows-ohs you

Baby baby likes her cigarettes rolled by hand
Maybe baby likes her bare feet in the sand
But here she sits under dark and stormy skies
With her best poker face and emerald black jack eyes
Like an all night theater her mind never closes
When the hard times hit she started dreamin’ ‘bout roses

Chorus

Baby don’t buy but it’s all I’ve got to sell
Baby maybe think she knows me a little too well
In the grip of the night when the winds blowing hard outside
You’ve got to crawl from the wreckage when two worlds collide
Like an all night theater her mind never closes
And when the hard times hit she started dreamin’ ‘bout roses

(Chorus)