Cigar Song

[C]  [G]  [D]

Well I'm a[D] sucker for [C]fine Cuban cigars
[G]The problem is I can't a[D]fford em
But [D]last year I went and got my[C]self a whole box
[G]Just to be safe I ins[D]ured em
I [A]took out a [G]policy against [D]fire and theft
[A]Then I h[G]urried on h[D]ome
With a[A] 50 cent [G]lighter I sat[D] on my[D/F#] back s[G]teps
And I [C]smoked em [G]one by [D]one

[C]  [G]  [D]

Two weeks later I went to see that insurance man
And I handed him my claims
With a straight face I told him that through a series of small fires
They'd all gone up in flames
They reviewed my case and they had no choice
But to pay me for what I'd done
I took that check bought a whole new box
And I smoked em one by one

[C]   [G]   [D]   [D]   [C]   [G]   [A]

Two weeks later this detective shows up
Tells me that company's pressing charges
One speedy trial later they locked me up
On 24 seperate counts of arson
And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall
Looking back on what I've done
To pass the time I've got some 10 cent cigars
And I smoke em one by one

Yeah I [C]smoke em [G]one by one

[C]  [G]  [D]