| D | G | D | |
| Up in smo | ke - that's | where my money | goes |
| D | A7 | add6 | |
| In my lung | s and sometimes up my | nose |
| D | D7 | G | |
| When troubled | times b | egin to bothe | r me |
| D | A7 | D | add4 | |
| I take a | toke and all my | cares go up in | smo | ke |
| E | A | E | |
| Up in | smoke - donde | todos es mi | rey |
| E | B7 | add4 | |
| There are no | signs que dice no fu | mer |
| E | E7 | A | |
| So I roll un " | bomber" - y me | doy, un buen tok | e-ay |
| E | B7 | E | |
| Y despues I | choke y todos mis | cares go up in | smoke - |
| add4 | |
| come on | let's go get high! |
| Up in smoke - that's where I wanna be |
| Cause when I'm high the world below don't bother me |
| When life begins to be one long and dangerous road |
| I take a toke and all my cares go up in smoke |
| add4 | add4 | E | B7 | E | |
| I t | ake a | toke and all my | cares go up in | smoke... |
| KICK ASS CAMP FIRE SONG |