Havana Smoke Lyrics

Late night, city lights, bourbon in my hand,

A slow-burning treasure from a faraway land.

Rolled up tight with a history deep,

One slow puff, and my soul's at ease.

Tobacco fields kissed by the sun,

A master's touch - every leaf is spun.

A taste so bold, a whisper so fine,

Each breath, a story from another time.

Oh, that Havana smoke, smooth and slow,

Let the fire dance, let the embers glow.

Rich as the night, deep as the sea,

One more draw, let it set me free.

Fingers trace the golden band,

A legend born from a master's hand.

It speaks of kings, rebels too,

Every breath holds a piece of the truth.

Let it curl, let it rise,

Watch it drift into the skies.

No rush, no race, just time to feel,

A Havana dream, smooth and real.

Oh, that Havana smoke, smooth and slow,

Let the fire dance, let the embers glow.

Rich as the night, deep as the sea,

One more draw, let it set me free.

Take a breath, take it slow - some things aren't meant to go.