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INTERPRÉTATION
Peter, Paul & Mary
Peter, Paul & Mary
Interprète
Peter Yarrow
Peter Yarrow
Guitare
Paul Stookey
Paul Stookey
Guitare
Milton Okun
Milton Okun
Direction d’orchestre
Mary Travers
Mary Travers
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Peter Yarrow
Peter Yarrow
Paroles/Composition
Leonard Lipton
Leonard Lipton
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Albert Grossman
Albert Grossman
Production
Bill Schwartau
Bill Schwartau
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 2]
Little Jackie paper
Loved that rascal puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax
And other fancy stuff
[Verse 3]
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 4]
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 5]
Together they would travel
On a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a look out, perched on Puff's gigantic tail
[Verse 6]
Noble kings and princes
Would bow when e'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags
When Puff roared out his name
[Verse 7]
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 8]
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 9]
A dragon lives forever
But not so little boys
Painted wings and giant's rings
Make way for other toys
[Verse 10]
One grey night it happened
Jackie paper came no more
And, Puff, that mighty dragon
He ceased his fearless roar
[Verse 11]
His head was bent in sorrow
Green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play
Along the cherry lane
[Verse 12]
Without his life long friend
Puff could not be brave
So puffy, that mighty dragon
Sadly slipped into his cave
[Verse 13]
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
[Verse 14]
Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
Written by: Peter Yarrow
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