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Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalei
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax
And other fancy stuff.
O Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalei
Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalei.
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail;
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail.
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name
O Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalei
Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalei
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A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys;
Painted wings and giants's rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the Cherry Lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So, Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave.
By Peter Yarrow and Leonard Tipton
sung by Peter, Paul & Mary
Copyright © 1963 Pepamar Music.
Puff, courtesy of Malathar's Dragons
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