Bedford School Songtext
von Grzegorz Turnau

I never got mad at Bedford School
The teachers who taught me weren′t cruel
I followed the rules at Bedford School
Bedford School

The pitch was too hard at Bedford School
They cancelled the games and that was cool
I found an upright piano started playing a fool
At Bedford School

Mr. Jones
Mr. Allerton
Mr. Hughes
Mr. Bowteen
Mr. Moore
All those years ago
I would sing this song every morning


Mr. Steen
Mr. Morris
Mr. Fletcher
Mr. Bowteen
Mr. Moore
Though these days are gone
I still sing this song every morning

Good morning

My father and I brought our bikes along
And riding through Bedford was fun
Passing walls and bridges
Like a band on the run
Father and Son

I surely learnt a lesson at Bedford School
Went back to see the Iron Curtain
Had its own rules
But all my songs till now I owe to the fool
I became at school
At Bedford School

Mr. Jones
Mr. Allerton
Mr. Hughes
Mr. Bowteen
Mr. Moore
All those years ago
I would sing this song every morning


Mr. Steen
Mr. Morris
Mr. Fletcher
Mr. Bowteen
Mr. Moore
Though these days are gone
I still sing this song every morning

Good morning