Marc Bolan and T. Rex lyrics

Marc Bolan and T. Rex lyrics

"'Pon a Hill Lyrics"

Out On Your Own Lyrics
You are out on your own. You got yourself


'Pon a hill a green bird sat
Her owlets in a green felt hat
Her fortune was a wish.

Finale Lyrics
The Street - Midnight (Tony is calling for
/> Ambassador a heron blue
Rode on the dawn with kegs of dew
He said his tales were true

A agged youth with eyes of glass
Was seen dancing upon the grass
His words were winged and wise

Good Night Lady Lyrics
> His shaven skull he etched with ease
The silent scriptures of the trees
His prophecies were You.