when i'm blowing smoke
she'll be laughing at my jokes
she could always get the joke
i'll tell the world i love her
when i lose my place
one foot in the human waste
gentle understanding heart
will move me back again
to my lover and my friend
when i'm blowing smoke
or when i'm at the end of my rope
she cuts the line and offers me hope
no shame to say i need her
and our children smile
at their fatherchild
and the dreamy days roll by
they bring me home again
to my lover and my friend
when i'm blowing smoke
and i will find her
where grace binds her
God surrounds her
keeps her in that holy place
she'll be laughing at my jokes
yes, she could always get the joke
i'll tell the world i love her
and our children smile
at their fatherchild
and the dreamy days roll by
they bring me home again
to my lover and my friend
when i'm blowing smoke
