The Friends lyrics

Song information

Artist: Marc Bolan And T. Rex
Album: Prophets Seers ...

Lyrics

0 satyr come
And suck my thumb
'Cos you're a little fawn
And you need me

On hoofy feet
Through the windy wheat
'Cos you're a little fawn
And I'll feed thee

Down the delly way
With your belly grey
I've some fruit and nuts
And a reed 0

And I'll skip with you
In the midnight blue
And carve fluting pipes
For you to play on

In the deeply dark
When the wolves loom large
I've a snuggly nook
'Neath the meadow

Where you'll sleep and be
Curled and friends with me
Through the evil night
Till starling morning

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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