Brian Johannesen — Lucky Strike Cigarettes

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Lucky Strike Cigarettes
by Brian Johannesen

G                       D               C
Well I used to smoke Turkish Gold cigarettes,
G          D        Em
I was only sixteen.
G                       D                    C
Sucked ‘em down like soda pop and Ritalin,
G               D                    Em         C               G
Driving 'round thinking we were kings of the punk scene.

G                       D               C
I had a girl and her name was Evelyn,
G        D          Em
Short little hairdo.
G                       D                    C
Come over every weekend on Saturday,
G        D                   Em         C               G
Never had a clue the kind of mess I was into.


G                       D               C
Yeah, I used to like Lucky Strike cigarettes,
G          D        Em
Coming up on eighteen.
G                       D               C
Sold my guitar, I was sick of it,
G               D                    Em         C               G
Never won the heart of a beautiful prom queen.

G                       D               C
And I was sitting on a bridge on the overpass,
G          D        Em
With a bottle of Jim Beam.
G                       D               C
Talking how that feeling could never last,
G               D                    Em         C               G
Moving on baby, is part of the in-between.


[Bridge]
C               G
I bought the patch.
C                       D
Fought it off trying to make it last.
C                   G
But it never did work,
        C        G      C       G
I just switched to a different brand.


G                       D               C
So I’m sitting with a Parliament cigarette,
G          D        Em
Somewhere in my twenties.
G                       D               C
Thinking bout a bottle of Templeton,
G               D                    Em         C               G
Talking bout nothing on a Tennessee porch swing.

G                       D               C
Got a pack of 27s in the glove box,
G          D        Em
Waiting on a hard rain.
G                       D               C
Racing up that interstate blacktop,
G               D                    Em         C               G
South Dakota thunder is a’ calling out my name.
G                    D          Em              C       G
Oh, South Dakota thunder is calling out my name. 		
    

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