Smoke Rings

Where do the go,
Those smoke rings I blow each night?
Oh, what do they do,
Those circles of blue and white?

Why do the seem,
To picture a dream of love?
Why do the fade,
That phantom parade of love?

Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away,
Puff, puff, puff, puff night and day.

Blow blow them into air,
silky little rings.
Blow blow them everywhere,
give your troubles wings.

[Hum melody of verses 1 & 2]

Oh little smoke rings I love,
Please take me above,
Take me with you.