The Buskers by David Cohen, Ben Greenwood

[le pire]

Does anyone have a copy of this book they could sell or lend to me?

Or does anyone know where I can find a copy? I think it is out of print.

Thanks,


etienne

[GlassHarper]

Hey Le....

This reply is sort of late, but I got the copy I read from interlibrary loan from the State Education Library at Albany, NY (I was a NY resident at the time). It was here I found the lines penned by British busker Alan Young in the 1970's:

A bird sang in the forest and flew from tree to tree,
Careless songs of nothing, high and low and free.
Over hills and down by streams and following the breeze.
In summer he would warm himself, in winter he would freeze.
But as the seasons come and go, and the songs went high and low,
He sang them as he pleased.