The Legend of Connie Hawkins - Dispatch

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

It’s just a dream

Down on the courts in Bed Stuy, a legend rose from the streets

Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity

People came from all around to see young Connie Hawkins do his thing

When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker Park, oh how the choir would

sing

High flying kid, do you know what you just did?

And it’s just a dream love, it’s just a dream love, what do you know

Hey pa, I think I’m gonna make it, I’m going away on a one way ticket

And it’s just a dream love, it’s just a dream love, steady you go

Round here those are always sinking, folks will say, Connie, what were you

thinking

He lead the team in High School, he never lost once two years in a row

Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go

He sent a letter home, to his papa, said, papa, I’m going to the NBA

But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got

to pay

High flying kid, do you know what you just did?

It’s just a dream love, it’s just a dream love, what do you know

Hey pa, I think I’m gonna make it, I’m going away on a one way ticket

It’s just a dream love, it’s just a dream love, steady you go

Round here those are always sinking, folks will say, Connie, what were you

thinking

So I got to, got to, got to get going now, pap, there’s a detective here from

the DA

And he’s telling me they’ll lock me away, if I don’t say what he wants me to say

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say

The investigators pushed me around, and then I was blackballed by the NBA

That playground legend, who could dunk when he was eleven, with super natural

abilities

Long before MJ, before the Doctor

And his Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, he never got his day in

the sun

And now here lies High Flying Hawkins, the greatest player that never was

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say

The investigators pushed me around, and I was blackballed by the NBA

His dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, he never got his day in the

sun

And now here lies High Flying Hawkins, the greatest player there ever was