St. George & the Dragonet Lyrics & Tabs by Stan Freberg

St. George & the Dragonet

guitar chords lyrics

Stan Freberg

Album : The Very Best of Stan Freberg 60s PlayStop

Narrator:          The legend you are about to hear is true.  Only the needle should
be changed to protect the record.
St. George:  This is the countryside.  My name is St. George.  I'm a knight.

 Saturday, July 10th.  8: 05 pm.  I was working out of the castle on the night
watch when a call came in from the Chief.  A dragon had been devouring
maidens.  Homicide.  My job: slay him.
        You call me, Chief?
Chief:                Yes, the dragon again, devouring maidens.  The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George:        Mmm-hmm.  You got a lead?
Chief:                Oh, nothing much to go on.  Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
the lab to have them check on it?
St. George: Yeah.  You were right.
Chief:                I was right?
St. George:        Yeah.  It was a gun.

St. George: Yeah.  You were right.
Chief:                I was right?
St. George:        Yeah.  It was a gun.
         8: 22 pm.  I talked to one of the maidens who had almost been
devoured.
         Could I talk to you, Ma'am?
Maiden:        Who are you?
St. George:        I'm St. George, Ma'am.  Homicide, Ma'am.  Want to ask you a few
questions, Ma'am.  I understand you were almost devoured by the Ma'am.  Is
that right, dragon?
Maiden:        It was terrible.  He breathed fire on me!  He burned me already!
St. George:        How can I be sure of that, Ma'am?
Maiden:        Believe me, I got it straight from the dragon's mouth.
St. George:        11: 45 pm.  I rode over the King's Highway.  I saw a man.  Stopped
to talk to him.
         Pardon me, Sir.  Could I talk to you for just a minute, Sir?
Knave:                Sure, I don't mind.
St. George:        What do you do for a living?
Knave:                I'm a knave.
St. George:  Didn't I pick you up on a 903 last year for stealing tarts?
Knave:                Yeah.  So what?  Do you wanna make a federal case out of it?
St. George:        No, Sir.  We heard there was a dragon operating in this
neighborhood.  We just to know if you've seen him.
Knave:          Sure, I seen him.
St. George:        Mmm-hmm.  Could you describe him for me?
Knave:                What's to describe?  You see one dragon, you seen 'em all.
St. George:        Would you try to remember, Sir?  Just for the record.  We just
want to get the facts, Sir!
Knave:                Well, he was, you know, he had orange polka dots . . .
St. George: Yes, Sir.
Knave:          Purple feet, breathing fire and smoke . . .
St. George:        Mmm-hmm.
Knave:                And one big bloodshot eye right in the middle of his forehead and,
uh, like that.
St. George:        Notice anything unusual about him?
Knave:                No, he's just your run-of-the-mill dragon, you know.
St. George:        Mmm-hmm.  Yes, Sir.  You can go now.
Knave:                Hey, by the way, how you gonna catch him?
St. George:        I thought you'd never ask.  A Dragonet.
         3: 05 pm.  I was riding back into the courtyard to make my report to
the lab.  Then it happened.                                       It was the dragon.
Dragon:                Hey!  I'm the fire-breathin' Dragon!  You must be St. George, right?
St. George:        Yes, Sir.
Dragon:                I can see you got one of them new .45 caliber swords.
St. George:        That's about the size of it.
Dragon:                Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!  You slay me!
St. George:        That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
Dragon:                What do you mean?
St. George:        I'm taking you in on a 502.  You figure it out.
Dragon:                What's the charge?
St. George:        Devouring maidens out of season.
Dragon:                Out of season?!?  You'll never pin that rap on me!  Do you hear me,
cop?!?!
St. George:        Yeah, I hear you.  I got you on a 412 too.
Dragon:                A 412!  What's a 412?!?!?
St. George:        Over-acting.  Let's go.
Narrator:        On September the 5th, the Dragon was tried and convicted.  His fire
was put out and his maiden-devouring license revoked.  Maiden devouring out
of season is punishable by a term of not less than 50 or more than 300 years.
 

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