The Bee Master Song
Posted on 2nd April 2020 at 21:27
I have had a very special song written about me, The Bee Farmer. Too find out the story
The story begins with The National Forest company (click HERE for their website) securing funding from the Hertitage Lottery Funds to set up a project in the heart of the National Forest. That project was called Black to Green. Click HERE to find out what Black to Green was all about. One of the Black to Green projects was setting up a local singing group. A balladress from Manchester, Jennifer Reid (click HERE for her website), was engaged to get the group started. The idea was to discover local songs and sing them.
After much investigation it turns out there are no local songs to discover. With that news it was decided that the group would write their own songs. Jen taught the group to research local places, events and people and they began to create lyrics and put them to traditional folk tunes. That way the group avoids paying royalties and it is a much more authentic sound. The group named themselves "The Coal Tits".
Hazel researched about the folk lore of bee keeping as well as embedding it here in our National Forest.
The Bee Master
The bull rides high in the dark night sky
The hunter wields his sword
In the bee garden, the hives glow and thrive
The honey flows for him, my dear
The honey flows for him.
When Sirius shines brightest in the sky
The Bee Master listens to his hives.
The honey taken now is a gift from the gods
Renews, awakes and saves my dear
Renews, awakes and saves.
On the Isle of Honey in the forest
The Bee Master tends his hives
From the avenue of poplars to Fox Covert
On the bull’s shoulders the bees watch him
The bees watch o’er him.
The bull rides high in the dark night sky
The hunter wields his sword
In the bee garden, the hives glow and thrive
The honey flows for him, my dear
The honey flows for him.
©Hazel McDowell July 2019
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