The Cigar Song Lyrics by Brad Paisley
Album : Mud On The Tires [Arista Nashville]
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(Brad Paisley)

Well, l I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars
The problem is I can't afford 'em
But last year I went and got myself a whole box
And just to be safe I insured 'em.

Chorus:
I took out a policy against fire and theft
And then I hurried home
With a fifty-cent lighter I sat on my back steps
And I smoked 'em one by one.

Two weeks later I went to see that insurance man
And I handed in my claim
With a straight face I told him that through a series of small fires
They'd all gone up in flames.

Chorus:
They reviewed my case and they had no choice
But to pay me for what I'd done
And I took that check and bought a whole new box
And I smoked 'em one by one.

--- Instrumental ---

Two weeks later this detective shows up
Tells me that company's pressin' charges
One speedy trial later, they locked me up
On twenty-four separate counts of arson.

Chorus:
And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall
Lookin' back on what I've done
To pass the time I've got some ten-cent cigars
And I smoke 'em one by one.
Yeah, I smoke 'em one by one...
(Brad Paisley)      Well, l I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars   The problem is I can't afford 'em   But last year I went and got myself a whole box   And just to be safe I insured 'em.      Chorus:   I took out a policy against fire and theft   And then I hurried home   With a fifty-cent lighter I sat on my back steps   And I smoked 'em one by one.      Two weeks later I went to see that insurance man   And I handed in my claim   With a straight face I told him that through a series of small fires    They'd all gone up in flames.      Chorus:   They reviewed my case and they had no choice   But to pay me for what I'd done   And I took that check and bought a whole new box   And I smoked 'em one by one.      --- Instrumental ---      Two weeks later this detective shows up   Tells me that company's pressin' charges   One speedy trial later, they locked me up   On twenty-four separate counts of arson.      Chorus:   And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall   Lookin' back on what I've done   To pass the time I've got some ten-cent cigars   And I smoke 'em one by one.   Yeah, I smoke 'em one by one...