H.R. Pufnstuf, who's your friend when things get rough?
H.R. Pufnstuf can't do a little cause he can't do enough.

Once upon a summertime just a dream from yesterday
A boy & his magic golden flute heard a boat from off the bay

"Come and play with me, Jimmy. Come and play with me.
And I will take you on a trip far across the sea."

But the boat belonged to a kooky old witch who had in mind the flute to snitch.

From her broom broom in the sky she watched her plans materialize.

She waved her wand.
The beautiful boat was gone
The skies grew dark. The sea grew rough
And the boat sailed on and on and on and on and on and

But Pufnstuf was watching too.
And knew exactly what to do
He saw the witch's boat attack.
And as the boy was fighting back

He called his rescue racer crew.
As often they'd rehearsed
And off to save the boy they flew.
But who would get there first?

But now the boy had washed ashore.
Puf arrived to save the day
Which made the witch so mad and sore.
She shook her first and screamed away.

H.R. Pufnstuf, who's your friend when things get rough?
H.R. Pufnstuf, can't do a little cause he can't do enough.

H.R. Pufnstuf, who's your friend when things get rough?
H.R. Pufnstuf, can't do a little cause he can't do enough.

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