David That’s it.

Albert (now sighted) We’ve made it.

David Thanks, Albert … I’ve got something of yours.

Albert Oh?

David You dropped this (the picture of Joey).

Albert Thank you, David.

David Thank you.

Exit all except Joey and Albert.

If we haven’t seen them galloping together yet, it should occur here.

THIRTY

Narracott’s farm. Dawn. Birdsong. Perhaps Goose is there.

Enter Rose, rubbing her eyes.

Joey and Albert amble towards her, the slanting sun behind them.

Rose Eh?

Ted What is it?

Rose A man, and a horse … It can’t be –

Rose picks up her skirts and runs towards Joey and Albert. Ted celebrates.

The End.

War Horse Songbook

JOHN TAMS

The Devonshire Carol

The lambkin in the manger

The light upon the lea

The moorland yields to glory

The shepherds bend the knee

And all are wrapped in grace

And all are gifted mirth

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Goodwill upon all earth

The ploughboy and his traces

The line upon the land

All’s gift by nature’s graces

Her bounty to command

And all are wrapped in grace

And all are gifted mirth

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Peace walks upon this blessèd land

Goodwill upon all earth

Tommy in the meadow

Tommy in the byre

Tommy on the firestep

Tommy on the wire

And those who walked in war

And those who walked in peace

And those who walked this blessèd land

And those who walked this blessèd land

And those who walked this blessèd land

Their souls shall never cease

And those we leave behind us

Those who count the cost

Their future is provided

By those who won and lost

And those who walked in joy

And those who cherished peace

And those who walked this blessèd land

And those who walked this blessèd land

And those who walked this blessèd land

Their souls shall never cease

Only Remembered

Fading away like the stars in the morning

Losing their light in the glorious sun

Thus shall we pass from this earth and its toiling

Only remembered for what we have done

Only remembered, only remembered

Only remembered for what we have done

Thus shall we pass from this earth and its toiling

Only remembered for what we have done

Horses and men – ploughshares and traces

The line on the land – the paths of the sun

Season by season we mark nature’s graces

Only remembered for what we have done

Only remembered, only remembered

Only remembered for what we have done

Season by season we mark nature’s graces

Only remembered for what we have done

Who’ll sing the anthems and who’ll tell the story?

Will the line hold, will it scatter and run?

Shall we at last be united in glory?

Only remembered for what we have done

Only remembered, only remembered,

Only remembered for what we have done

Shall we at last be united in glory?