Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Middle east,
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 Middle east,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Middle east,
Together they would travel on a CV with Nuclear sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on puff’s gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came,
Insurgents would hide in caves 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 Middle east,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Middle east.
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, unleashed his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, Howlitzers fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the Iraqi lane.
Without his life-long friend, puff could not be brave,
So puff that mighty dragon blew up the insurgent cave. oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Middle east,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Middle east.