Marc Bolan and T. Rex Broken-Hearted Blues Lyrics:
This is a song, that I wrote when I was young, And
I call it, the broken hearted blues, The air on
that night, was tempered like a knife, And the
people wore the face masks of a clown, Don he was
long, mis-shapen and forlorn, And his woman ran
away without a smile.

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Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf,
But the faces of the men are something else. In
the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy, But
baby, now he's a toothless baggy man, When the
hills of the sun, make you feel that you are
young,

Get good now, and face your face into the wind.
This is a song, that I wrote when I was young, And
I called it the broken hearted blues
Lyrics: Broken-Hearted Blues, Marc Bolan and T. Rex [end]