Tell me where do they go
These smoke rings i blow each night
What do they do these circles of blue and white
Why do they seem to picture a dream of love
Why do they fade my phantom parade of love?

Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away
Puff, puff, puff, night and day
Blow, blow them through the air, silky little rings
Those little smoke rings I love, take me above with you.

Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away
Puff, puff, puff night and day
Blow, blow them through the air, silky little rings
Those little smoke rings I love, please take me above.

Take me with you...