Three Cigarettes In an Ashtray

(Eddie Miller & W.S. Stevenson)



Two cigarettes in an ashtray

My love and I, in a small cafe

Then a stranger came along

And everything went wrong

Now there's three cigarettes in the ashtray.



I watched her take him from me

And his love is no longer my own

Now they are gone

And I sit alone

And watch one cigarette burn away.



I watched her take him from me

And his love is no longer my own

Now they are gone

And I sit alone

And watch one cigarette burn away...