Down in the South Texas town of San Antone
Banning smoking in public is up for a vote
They want no more smoking in bars and cantinas
The stench from the smoking smells worse than a goat

Blacker than night were the walls of the restaurant
Foul and nasty with cigarette smell
My jones is deep for the love of tobacco
I need to light up for withdrawal to quell

One night a wild young mayor came in
Saying that smoking's a sin
Joking and toking
The butt I was smoking
Was ripped from my lips and stomped out on the floor

So in anger I challenged his right to just ban all tobacco
Down went my hand to my cigarette pack
My movement was answered in less than a heartbeat
He said smoking's a killer and that is a fact

I knew smoking was bad and I thought of the science
Transplants and chemo and radiation
These thoughts all churned in my mind as I sat there
This mayor's a pain and an irritation

Out through the back of the diner I ran
Out where I could smoke and hide
I puffed a good one
I smoked 'til my head spun
And with nicotine courage
I went back inside

Just as soon as I

got back inside the black walls of the restaurant
No smoking in Texas go to Mexico

The sign on the wall that was banning the smoking
Meant less and less dollars for the tourist trade
It's been so long now since anyone smoked here
The smoking ban laws caused the black walls to fade

I lit up and with a smoke don't you know
Smoking alone in the dark
Maybe tomorrow
The mayor will fine me
Right now nothing's worse than this
Jones in my heart

In the past when I

Once was permitted to light up in public
Now everywhere signs say that smokings a NO
The smoke jones is stronger than my mortal flesh is
Down off the wagon I light up and so

Off to my right I see two county sheriffs
Off to my left is the mayor and more
Huffing and puffing I suck up the gasses
As they knock my cigarette onto the floor

Something is terribly wrong for I feel
A deep seated need to confide
Thought I am trying to stay on the wagon
I'm really jonesin'
I just can't abide

But my need for
Tobacco is strong and I go back a crawlin'
Though I am jonesing I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the Winston
I feel the need for nicotine deep in my chest

From out of nowhere a smoker's convention
Cancels it's trip to the south Texas town
Stopped in it's tracks by the ban on the smoking
Just one more hit takes the tourist trade down