AND WE WHO STAY
And we who stay
In the rich turbulence of arrivals and departures
We must be, as the everchanging sea
Swelling, smoothing, embracing
Enchanted by our place
Enchanted by our place
Enchanted by our place and our people.
© Wimborne Community Theatre
SONG OF BELONGING
Where do we belong?
Where do we belong?
Look to the past to find the reasons for today.
Undercliff and Overheath,
In the town and on the streets,
On the cliffs
On the cliffs,
In the shops
On the beach,
In the Square
By the Bourne
By the sea.
Where we all come from
Where we all come from.
Where do we belong?
Where do we belong?
Look to the past to find the reasons for today.
Tuckton and Turbary
Southbourne and Springbourne
Boscombe and Moordown
Winton and Pokesdown
All make our town
Where all of us belong.
All of us can own.
Final Chorus: sung quietly as a round as soloist sings.
Where do we belong?
Where do we belong?
Look to the past to find the reasons for today.
Solo:
Pulchritudo Salubritas
Populas Spiritus
Hodie Hodie.
FINALE: sung outside as Samba band plays
This is where we belong
This is where we belong
Our song of parts make up the whole
Not just one view
Not just one view
But many hearts make up the whole.
By the sea
We get a clear view of who we are
And what we have been.
© Wimborne Community Theatre
THE TURVERS’ SONG
You gentle folk of each degree
I pray you listen unto me.
To please you all I do intend
So listen to my song
From dawn to dusk as you must see
The poor are frowned on in each degree
And every day throughout the land
They try to starve the labouring man!
In former times as you must know
The poor man cheerful he did go
And neat and clean upon my life
With his children and his wife
And for his labours it is said
A fair day’s wages he was paid
But now to live he hardly can
May God protect the labouring man!
© Wimborne Community Theatre