Marc Bolan and T. Rex - Great Horse lyrics

Great Horsey Champer Goldbraid

Pranced proudly

In the garden villas

With the Sun

Dipped diving with his horned onyx saddle

Shining in the black aped eyeballs

Of the gun

When the great apple falls

She'll be queen of your halls

Tall bowman from the burnt pastures

Saw Champer and he bowed ground kissing

To his lord

Strange beastie from the legend lair Sire,

I can master with the aid of this

Skull powdered cord