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Darcy The Dragon

Roger Whittaker
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Christmas  was coming and Darcy the Dragon was thinking what he should do
Go  through the forest  and into  the village  to pick  up a gift  or two
For  through the forest dear Darcy had friends that he loved very much
 He thought  it'd be fine  at Christmas  time  to give  each a present  or such
But  Darcy'd forgotten the very  thing that makes  a dragon  unique
Unlike  a horse a dragon  of course breathes fire  whenever  he speaks
Off  to town dear Darcy  went,  but woe  is me, oh  lament
Before  a dragon penny  was spent  he'd started  a tiny  fire
 He said he was sorry our Darcy did, he helped put the fire out
 The folks forgave him for he'd been kind and off he went looking about
 Into the toy shop did Darcy go with thoughts of his forest friends
 "I'll buy each a game!" he said with a flame and the second fire, it was then
 And this time, when the fire was out villagers charged along
 Pursuing Darcy with angry shouts, "Be off! Away! Be gone!"
 Poor Darcy sparked, "No harm I meant", but from the village, he was sent
 and woe is me and oh lament, no presents for his friends
 Darcy was sad as he sat at the edge of the forest by and by
 No gifts would he have to offer his friends, a tear rolled from his eye
 A storm did gather and soon did hit t'was a mighty wind that blew
 And Christmas snow did whirl and blow and he wondered what to do?
 As Darcy let out with a dragon's cry he opened his mouth so wide
 that the wind and snow went right down his throat and put out the fire inside
 When Darcy realized the fire was out, first a whisper, then a shout
 and a laugh to know that he could speak without starting another fire
 But now it was late on the Christmas Eve he was up and off with a roar
 He raced to the village and he cried out, "My fire, he am no more!"
 From shop to shop he then did go in each he made his choice
 Darcy was treated so kindly now, no need to fear his voice
 The villagers came to the edge of town and Darcy waved goodbye
 "Come back again if ever you can!" they said and he said that he'd try
 "Merry Christmas!" all did say as to the woods he made his way
 "Tomorrow will be Christmas Day and a Merry Christmas to thee!"

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Readable chord sheet for Darcy The Dragon by Roger Whittaker

[D]Christmas was coming and Darcy the Dragon was thinking what he should [Bm]do
[F#m]Go through the f[Bm]orest and i[Em]nto the v[G]illage to p[Em]ick up a g[A]ift or two[D]
[D]For through the forest dear Darcy had friends that he loved very m[Bm]uch
He th[F#m]ought it'd be f[Bm]ine at C[Em]hristmas t[G]ime to [Em]give each a p[A]resent or s[D]uch

[D]But Darcy'd forgotten the v[C]ery thing that m[D]akes a d[C]ragon un[D]ique
[D]Unlike a horse a d[C]ragon of course breathes f[D]ire when[C]ever he s[D]peaks
[Bm]Off to town dear D[Em]arcy w[Am]ent, but [Bm]woe is me, [Am]oh lament
[Bm]Before a dragon p[Em]enny was s[Am]pent he'd s[Bm]tarted a t[C]iny f[D]ire

He said he was sorry our Darcy did, he helped put the fire out
The folks forgave him for he'd been kind and off he went looking about
Into the toy shop did Darcy go with thoughts of his forest friends
"I'll buy each a game!" he said with a flame and the second fire, it was then

And this time, when the fire was out villagers charged along
Pursuing Darcy with angry shouts, "Be off! Away! Be gone!"
Poor Darcy sparked, "No harm I meant", but from the village, he was sent
and woe is me and oh lament, no presents for his friends

Darcy was sad as he sat at the edge of the forest by and by
No gifts would he have to offer his friends, a tear rolled  from his eye
A storm did gather and soon did hit t'was a mighty wind that blew
And Christmas snow did whirl and blow and he wondered what to do?

As Darcy let out with a dragon's cry he opened his mouth so wide
that the wind and snow went right down his throat and put out the fire inside
When Darcy realized the fire was out, first a whisper, then a shout
and a laugh to know that he could speak without starting another fire

But now it was late on the Christmas Eve he was up and off with a roar
He raced to the village and he cried out, "My fire, he am no more!"
From shop to shop he then did go in each he made his choice
Darcy was treated so kindly now, no need to fear his voice

The villagers came to the edge of town and Darcy waved goodbye
"Come back again if ever you can!" they said and he said that he'd try
"Merry Christmas!" all did say as to the woods he made his way
"Tomorrow will be Christmas Day and a Merry Christmas to thee!"

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