Sue Loves Butter, Words and Music by Elizabeth Alexander
Used by permission.
An exuberant toast to friendship, fun, and everybody’s favorite comfort food.
More information about this song and the composer at elizabethalexander.com
Text:
I couldn’t sing a song about a garden unless I mentioned sun and rain,
And I couldn’t sing a song about a red caboose if I didn’t sing about the train.
I couldn’t sing a song about arithmetic without telling you one and one make two,
And I couldn’t sing a song about friendship without telling you all about Sue.
Sue loves butter on her bread, and fedoras on her head -
Unless instead she wants to feel the wind in her hair.
She has a merry flair which she carries everywhere,
And which she’ll gladly share with friends and strangers too. (It’s true!)
Sue loves butter on her peas, and finesses recipes
So butter seasons every bite - it’s almost a crime!
She does it every time. What a saucy paradigm!
How I love the fact that I’m on the very same planet as Sue. (I think you live there, too.)
Sue is the very best driver in the neighborhood.
Her turns are awfully good,
And it is understood that in all likelihood
She’s driving under the influence of LOVE.
She always brakes for really really really bad jokes,
She signals to all friendly folks,
And yields the right of way to hopscotch. (Hopscotch!)
Butter on popcorn, butter on toast - Sue loves butter better than most.
Buttercup, butterfly, buttermilk pie (my, oh my!)
My darling playmate (ha ha!), come out and catch a fish,
We’ll fry it up (yum yum!) In lots of buh-dah-buh-dah-buh-dah-buh-dah-buh-dah!
Bah-dah, bah-dah, bah-dah, bah-dah, bah-bah-bah!…etc.
Sue loves butter in her life, spreads it thickly with her knife:
It eases every pain, and sweetens every delight.
Oh when I sing this song for Sue, I know exactly what she’ll do:
She’ll sing it too, her face a feast of light.
She’ll study every part, and she’ll learn it all by heart,
And once she’s mastered it, she’ll start
To teach it to you!
Listen now; it goes like this - Joy shared is doubled, and pain shared is cut in two.
Come on and sing it like you mean it! - Joy shared is doubled, and pain shared is cut in two.
I’m having a little trouble hearing you - Joy shared is doubled, and pain shared is cut in two.
Bah-dah, bah, bah! Bah-dah, bah, bah, etc. - Joy shared is doubled, and pain shared is cut in two.
I couldn’t sing a song about arithmetic without telling you one and one make two,
And I couldn’t sing a song about friendship without telling you all about Sue!
Elizabeth Alexander
© 2015 by Elizabeth Alexander
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