Long Green Cigarette

well, way out in the country is a real fine place to be

barrelin’ down some backroad in God knows where, Tennessee

but mind you, it’s illegal there to smoke that sticky green

imma need to be real careful, 'fore that officer busts me

but i say, sir now dontcha know; it’s just a long green cigarette,

well i see you smoke yourself, you’ve got that box of Marlboro reds

there ain’t nothin illegal 'bout tobacco, now is there

i said me, oh my, oh me, it’s just a long green cigarette

the cop, he just won’t buy it, he hardly seems amused

and frankly, i just hope he smells the pot and not the booze

behind me in the seat sits 8 or 10-odd open brews

well, i’d spend my next few years sat in the county institute

so i say, sir now dontcha know; it’s just a long green cigarette,

well i see you smoke yourself, you’ve got that box of Marlboro reds

ain’t nothin illegal 'bout tobacco, now is there

i said me, oh my, oh me, it’s just a long green cigarette

though surely unconvinced, the officer he let us go

and friends i’d say with certainty, that this here goes to show

you better hope the cop who pulls you over’s pretty slow

if you’re a-smokin’ and a-drinkin’ on some Tennessee back road

so i say, sir now dontcha know; it’s just a long green cigarette,

well i see you smoke yourself, you’ve got that box of Marlboro reds

ain’t nothin illegal 'bout tobacco, now is there

i said me, oh my, oh me, it’s just a long green cigarette

just a long green cigarette

a long green cigarette