Happy Birthday to bluehairsue

(sings)
Happy Birthday to Sue
Happy Birthday to Sue
Happy Birthday to Sue-hoo
Happy Birthday to Sue

Have some bluebells and a poem by Best Beloved for your birthday



What Am I Bid?

What am I bid for a bell with no sound
In a carpet of blue by a stream?
I'll bid you a dream
And what am I bid for a single rose
With a guard of thorns the fool soon knows?
I'll bid what I've seen

I pity the man who sees no need
For the silent bell for the worthless weed
I pity the man that needs to own
And keep for himself what was freely grown

So what am I bid for a bell with no sound
In a carpet of blue by a stream?
I'll bid you a dream

What am I bid for the dawn I see
Mounted here in a window frame?
I'll bid you my name
What am I bid for the virgin kiss
And the memories of my youth?
I'll bid you the truth

I pity the man who has to buy
The painted smile and the sculpted cry
The woodland scene of what might have been
And view it alone, in a vault of stone

So what am I bid for the dawn I see
Mounted here in a window frame?
I'll bid you my name

Is it going once to the shifty nod?
Is it going twice to the builders hod?
Is it going cheap to the rich mans heirs?
It's obscene to buy shares
In a single rose or a silent bell
I'll bid them to Hell

So what am I bid for the single rose
With it's guard of thorns the fool soon knows?
I'll bid that it grows
And what am I bid for the  bells with no sound
And the streams by which they dwell?
I'll bid them farewell

©  May 1992 Brian Bedford
(As sung by Artisan)

Happy Birthday to bluehairsue

(sings)
Happy Birthday to Sue
Happy Birthday to Sue
Happy Birthday to Sue-hoo
Happy Birthday to Sue

Have some bluebells and a poem by Best Beloved for your birthday



What Am I Bid?

What am I bid for a bell with no sound
In a carpet of blue by a stream?
I'll bid you a dream
And what am I bid for a single rose
With a guard of thorns the fool soon knows?
I'll bid what I've seen

I pity the man who sees no need
For the silent bell for the worthless weed
I pity the man that needs to own
And keep for himself what was freely grown

So what am I bid for a bell with no sound
In a carpet of blue by a stream?
I'll bid you a dream

What am I bid for the dawn I see
Mounted here in a window frame?
I'll bid you my name
What am I bid for the virgin kiss
And the memories of my youth?
I'll bid you the truth

I pity the man who has to buy
The painted smile and the sculpted cry
The woodland scene of what might have been
And view it alone, in a vault of stone

So what am I bid for the dawn I see
Mounted here in a window frame?
I'll bid you my name

Is it going once to the shifty nod?
Is it going twice to the builders hod?
Is it going cheap to the rich mans heirs?
It's obscene to buy shares
In a single rose or a silent bell
I'll bid them to Hell

So what am I bid for the single rose
With it's guard of thorns the fool soon knows?
I'll bid that it grows
And what am I bid for the  bells with no sound
And the streams by which they dwell?
I'll bid them farewell

©  May 1992 Brian Bedford
(As sung by Artisan)