The Legend Of Connie Hawkins chords by Dispatch

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

♫ Intro:
F      Dm Am
It's just a dream
C      G A#
It's just a dream
F      Dm Am
It's just a dream
C      G A#
It's just a dream



F      Dm Am
It's just a dream
C      G A#
It's just a dream
F      Dm Am
It's just a dream
C      G A#
It's just a dream

Dm


♫ Verse:
Am
Down on the courts in Bed Stuy, a 🏷Legend rose from the streets
    G                    Am
Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity
Am
People came from all around to see young Connie Hawkins do his thing
     G
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker Park, oh how the choir would sing

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

F                    Dm           Am
And it's just a dream love, it's just a dream love, what do you know
  C                     G
Hey pa, I think I'm gonna make it, I'm going away on a one way ticket
F                    Dm           Am
And it's just a dream love, it's just a dream love, steady you go
   C                     G
Round here those are always sinking, folks will say, Connie, what were you thinking

Dm

Am
He lead the team in High School, he never lost once two years in a row
   G            Am
Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go
Am
He sent a letter home, to his papa, said, papa, I'm going to the NBA
        G                          Am
But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got to pay

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


F                    Dm           Am
It's just a dream love, it's just a dream love, what do you know
  C                     G
Hey pa, I think I'm gonna make it, I'm going away on a one way ticket
F                    Dm           Am
And it's just a dream love, it's just a dream love, steady you go
   C                     G
Round here those are always sinking, folks will say, Connie, what were you thinking

Dm

   F             Am            Dm             G
So I got to, got to, got to get going now, pap, there's a detective here from the DA
     A#             F        C
And he's telling me they'll lock me away, if I don't say what he wants me to say

   A#                  F       Gm    Dm
So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn't like they say
  Gm                       A#          C
The investigators pushed me around, and then I was blackballed by the NBA

   F     Cm        A#              F         Dm
That playground 🏷Legend, who could dunk when he was eleven, with super natural abilities
F      Dm      C
Long before MJ, before the Doctor
    F      C   A#              F            Dm
And his Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, he never got his day in the sun
    F       Dm         C             F
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins, the greatest player that never was

C

   A#                  C       G     Dm
So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn't like they say
   Am                   A#          C
The investigators pushed me around, and I was blackballed by the NBA
  F      Am   Dm       C       A#      C     F
His dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, he never got his day in the sun
    F     Cm  Dm   C      A#       C     F
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins, the greatest player there ever was