Broken Hearted Blues Songtext
von T. Rex

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


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