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“Puff, the Magic Dragon” Controversy.

The lyrics hereunder tell the story of an ageless dragon named “Puff”, and his playmate, “Jackie Paper”, latter a little boy who grows up and moves on from the imaginary adventures of childhood, leaving a rather disheartened “Puff” without a friend. The song’s story takes place by the sea in the fictional land of Honah-Lee.

Just over 60 years ago a song entitled “Puff, the Magic Dragon” (or “Puff”); written by Peter Yarrow a member of that great American folk group known as “Peter, Paul and Mary” was recorded and released in January 1963. The song was based on a poem initially written by Leonard Lipton.

Even though the song’s composer, Peter Yarrow, insisted that it was not talking about smoking marijuana, that wasn’t good enough for then United States Vice President Spiro Agnew, who deemed it to be pro-narcotics and called for the banning of the tune.
Despite the voices of the powerful and those seeking attention, speaking out against the song, it ended up being a smash hit, peaking at No 2 on the Billboard Hot 100 charts and thus becoming one of the folk trio’s most enduring of hits.
Singer-songwriter and guitarist Peter Yarrow insisted that the song was about the hardships of growing older and had absolutely no relationship, whatsoever, to drug-taking.

After the song’s initial success, speculation suggested, in a 1964 article published in Newsweek, that the song contained veiled references to smoking marijuana. The word “Paper” as in the surname “Jackie Paper”, the dragons human friend was claimed to be a reference to rolling cigarette papers; the words “by the sea” were interpreted as “by the C” (i.e. as in cannabis), the word “mist” supposedly stood for “smoke”, the land of “Honah-Lee” stood for “hashish”, and “dragon” was interpreted as “draggin” (i.e. inhalation of smoke). The name “Puff” was supposed to be a reference to taking a “puff” on a joint.
These suppositions later was claimed to be common knowledge to everyone; in a letter sent to The New York Times in 1984.
The song was banned in Singapore and Hong Kong because authorities believed it did contain references to a drug culture. Our readers can now make up their own minds.

Puff (The Magic Dragon)

Words and Music: Peter Yarrow and the late Leonard Lipton (1940 – 2022)

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.

Chorus
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 Puffs gigantic tail.
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came.
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name.
Repeat Chorus

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 that cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave.
Repeat Chorus

END

Several new optional verses have since been introduced, including:-

One fine day it happened; Puff woke up from a dream.
He thought he heard a familiar voice and Jackie’s laugh it seemed.
He looked around his cavern and over by the door,
Stood a little boy with a piece of string and a smile he’d seen before.

“Hello My name is Billy, my dad told me your name.
He said I’d find you in the cave along the cherry lane”
.
Puff, that mighty dragon smiled in his joy,
He’d never be alone again for this was Jackie’s boy.

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Lonely & Homeless

Lonely: Defined as sad because a person has no friends or company.
Homeless: Defined as being without a home, and therefore typically residing on the street.

Streets of London

Lyrics and Vocals: English singer-songwriter and acoustic guitarist Ralph McTell.

Streets of London

Have you seen the old man in a closed-down market?
Kicking up the paper with his worn out shoes.
In his eyes, you see no pride and held loosely at his side,
Yesterday’s paper telling yesterday’s news.
Chorus:
So, how can you tell me you’re lonely and say for you that the sun don’t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London.
I’ll show you something to make you change your mind.

Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London?
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags.
She’s no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking,
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
Repeat Chorus:

In the all night café at a quarter past eleven,
Same old man sitting there on his own.
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup.
And each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone.
Repeat Chorus:

Have you seen the old man outside the seaman’s mission?
Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears.
And in our winter city the rain cries a little pity,
For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn’t care.
Repeat Chorus:

END

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Happy Easter To All Our Readers.

Wishing all our readers, both at home and abroad, a very Happy Easter Holiday.

Lord I Hope This Day Is Good.

Lyrics: Song writer David Hanner, latter a member of The Corbin Hanner Band.

Vocals: American country music singer, songwriter the late Don Ray Williams (1939 – 2017).

Lord I Hope This Day Is Good.

Lord, I hope this day is good.
I’m feelin’ empty and misunderstood.
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should,
But Lord I hope this day is good.
Lord, have you forgotten me.
I’ve been prayin’ to you faithfully.
I’m not sayin’ I’m a righteous man,
But Lord I hope you understand.
I don’t need fortune and I don’t need fame.
Send down the thunder, Lord, send down the rain,
But when you’re plannin’ just how it will be
Plan a good day for me.
Lord, I hope this day is good.
I’m feelin’ empty and misunderstood.
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should,
But Lord I hope this day is good.
You’ve been the King since the dawn of time.
All that I’m askin’ is a little less crime.
It might be hard for the devil to do,
But it would be easy for you.
Lord, I hope this day is good.
I’m feelin’ empty and misunderstood.
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should,
But Lord I hope this day is good.

END

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The Old Rugged Cross.

The Old Rugged Cross

Vocals: American singer-songwriter Alan Jackson.
Lyrics: Songwriter: American evangelist and song-leader George Bennard (1873–1958).

The Old Rugged Cross.

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame.
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best,
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down.
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
To that old rugged cross I will ever be true,
It’s shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then he’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where his glory forever I’ll share.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down.
And I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

END

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A Place In My Heart

A Place In My Heart.

Lyrics: By Canadian singer-songwriter, author, and poet Jean-pierre Ferland.

Vocals: Greek singer, the great Nana Mouskouri.

Find a quiet spot; make yourself comfortable; close your eyes and listen to the wonderful lyrics, vocals and music!

A Place In My Heart

I got your letter yesterday,
From some small town I never knew.
It told me you were on your way,
But not where you were going to.
You said you’re following the sun,
But do you really know for sure.
For after all is said and done,
Just what it is you’re looking for.
There’s a place in my heart,
I wish that your eyes could see.
And there’s no one on earth,
Who loves you as much as me.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where.
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.
And so you travel with the wind,
You’ ll find some road to fly along.
And though your letter says the word,
Your heart may soon forget the song.
Then you may someday write the poem,
That tells your life in words of fire,
But you will never have a home,
Or find the love that you desire.
There’s a place in my heart,
I wish that your eyes could see.
And there’s no one on earth,
Who loves you as much as me.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where,
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.
And so you are heading for the sea,
Now that the flowers are in bloom,
Just when the wild Mimosa tree,
Is like the colour of our room.
If you just travel on and on,
Till I don’t know where.
There’s a place in my heart,
You may never find again.

END

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