No Smoke Blues

Empty cartons at the drugstore, brother that ain’t no joke
Empty cartons at the drugstore, brother that ain’t no joke
I’ve got a Porter rock but I’d trade it for a kingsize smoke
I’ve got men, I’ve got liquor, got everything else I need
I’ve got men, I’ve got liquor, got everything else I need
But if you hand me twenty Lucky, that’ll be your day’s good deed
I’ve searched in every ashtray, even picked butts off the floor
I’ve searched in every ashtray, even picked butts off the floor
Last night I tried to smoke a pipe, but I ain’t gonna do that no more
If someone don’t help me soon, I believe I’m gonna lose my mind
If someone don’t help me soon, I believe I’m gonna lose my mind
This mess is drivin' me to reefers, 'cause they ain’t half as hard to find