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Where do they go, the smoke rings I blow each night
What do they do
Those circles of blue and white?
Oh! why do they seem to pictures a dream above
Then why do they fade my phantom parade of love?
Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high?
Where are they hurled
When they've kissed the world goodbye!
Oh! I'd give my life to laugh at this strife below
I'd be a king I'd follow each ring I blow
Puff puff puff puff your cares away
Puff puff puff night and day
Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Blow, blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
What do they tell and what is the spell they cast
Some of them fall and seem to recall the past
But most of them rise away to the skies of blue
Oh little smoke rings I love
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- Miscellaneous
- Jazz in the Charts Vol. 72 - That Old Black Magic
- Casa Loma Orchestra - Casa Loma Stomp
- Boneyard Shuffle
- Les 100 Plus Belles Mélodies Jazzy
- Jazz in the Charts 019 (1934-1935)
- Jazz in the Charts 037 (1937-1938)
- Jazz In The Charts Vol. 37 - Put On Your Old Grey Bonnet
- Blue Moon - Richard Rodgers - Stunning Historical Recordings
- Jazz in the Charts Vol. 19 - When I Grow Too Old to Dream
- Casa Loma Orchestra Diamond
- Casa Loma Orchestra 1931-33
- Casa Loma Orchestra 1933-37
- Days To Come
- Casa Loma Orchestra - Greatest Jazz Hits
- Rare Retro Sounds
- Riding Tunes
- Smoke Rings
- Black Jazz
- Swing Era Big Bands 1934-1947