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When I heard “Puff, the Magic Dragon” by Peter, Paul and Mary for the first time, I knew this is a song I’m going to like forever. It was a story of the friendship between a dragon and a boy. I thought it was a song about losing the innocence of childhood.
Later I discovered from the internet that the song is connected to drugs.
“Puff” was about smoking pot
“Little Jackie Paper’s” surname referred to rolling papers
“autumn mist” was either clouds of marijuana smoke or a drug-induced state
“the land of Hanah Lee” was the Hawaiian village of Hanalei, known for its marijuana plants
I am surprised at how twisted the minds of people can get.
I learnt that “Puff the magic dragon” reached #2 on the Billboard charts in early 1963.
It was a long time #1 favourite for me, which I played out to many friends and visitors.
It is a song that has made people happy, truly.
Lyrics to the song Puff the Magic Dragon, by Peter, Paul & Mary
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Little jackie paper loved that rascal puff,
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff. oh
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee.
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 flag when puff roared out his name. oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee.
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant 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 life-long friend, puff could not be brave,
So puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee.
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