Oh Harley (the Saltimbanques) Lyrics

Marc Bolan Oh Harley (the Saltimbanques)

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
No bigger than a bubby's thumb.
Medieval dublet, elk horn ornamented woodland trumpet,
Cradling your musket son.

Harlequin stands magnificent
Slaughtered tulip in the psalm of his lillywhite.
Harlequin stands theatrical
Mincing smirk dancing on the hip of his lip.

Oh Harley

Naughty to pretend it's so naughty so bad 0 harley

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,
No bigger than a bubby's thumb
Garlanded with bluebells strewn with silver birch
Spring grown tiaras Cradling your sabre son