Marc Bolan - The King Of The Mountain Cometh

One...Two...Three...Four....
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau
Ow!!
The King of the Mountain cometh
On his arm there was a dove
In livery green and tapestry clean
He called it his Falcon of Love, oh yeah
Called his Falcon of Love
Du-duluddle du doh
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau
Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau
Ahhh!!
The Mage of the Midnight Abbey
Was a child of fifteen years
His eyes were bored with galactic lore