Musical Numbers

1 Overture. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1:59

2 Good Luck, Bonne Chance . . . . . . . . Sara, Becky, Company. . . . . . . . . . . 5:39

3 Soon, My Love . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Captain Crewe, Sara, Company . . . 5:45

4 Live Out Loud. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sara . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:55

5 Let Your Heart Be Your Compass . . Sara, Becky, Girls, Company . . . . . 5:21

6 Isn't That Always the Way . . . . . . . . Captain Crewe . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3:15

7 Lucky . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss Minchin . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:34

8 If the Tables Were Turned . . . . . . . . Becky, Sara . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:38

9 Soldier On . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sara, Miss Minchin. . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:20

10 Another World . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sara . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4:32

11 Almost Christmas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Girls, Sara, Pasko, Company . . . . . 4:32

12 Once Upon A Time . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss Amelia, Miss Minchin. . . . . . 2:48

13 Broken Old Doll . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Becky . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:44

14 Timbuktu . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Àljana, Sara, Crewe, Company. . . . 5:52

15 Soon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Pasko, Sara . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2:24

16 Finale. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Queen Victoria, Sara, Company . . 2:34

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is a new musical written by

Brian Crawley & Andrew Lippa(book & lyrics) (music)

whose recorded selections were produced byAndrew Lippaedited & mixed by

Joel Moss& orchestrated by

Michael Gibson.The musical director was

Joel Framwhile vocal conductors were

Mary-Mitchell Campbell & Will Van Dyke

Brian Crawleydesigned the CD booklet, &

Ghostlight Recordsbrought the CD to you.

Sara Crewe ________Sierra BoggessCaptain Crewe _______ Will ChaseMiss Minchin ______ Julia MurneyMiss Amelia _______ Laura BenantiAljana ______ Nikki Renee DanielsPasko ______________Titus BurgessBecky ______________ Remy ZakenQueen Victoria _____Morgan JamesDrummer ______ Michael McElroyUmbrella Man _______ Jesse NagerNative Woman ___ Kimberly JajuanErmengarde _________ Laura DeanLottie/ Lavinia _ Chelsea KrombachJane __________ Celisse HendersonSultan ____________Andrew Lippa

Brad Bass, Laura Dean, Adam Halpin, Celisse Henderson, Kimberly Jajuan, Capathia Jenkins,

Chelsea Krombach, Michael McElroy, Jesse Nager, & Dennis Stowe

Will Chase, Remy Zaken, Jesse Nager & Dennis Stowe all were featured in the irst production of A Little Princess.

The recording features

& an ensemble including

The authors wish to thank Drew Cohen, Larry Lees, and everyone at Music Theater International, Heidi Ettinger, Susan Schulman, John Frost, Ed Strong, Michael David, Robert Kelley and all at Theatreworks, Kent Nicholson, Randy Adams, Cathy Zuber, Paulo Gallo, Brian Ronan, Mark Sendrof, Judy Boals, Kurt Deutsch, Noah Cornman, and Steve Norman.

Andrew Lippa additionally thanks Joel Moss, Joel Fram, Mary-Mitchell Campbell, Will Van Dyke, Larry Blank, Annie Kaye and Doug Houston, Jill Dellabate, Charlie Eble, everyone at Hal Leonard, and especially David Bloch.

Brian Crawley thanks Zoe Crawley for her silhouette.

A Little Princess was irst produced in 2004 by TheatreWorks in Mountain View, CA (www.theatreworks.org). A Little Princess was presented at the National Alliance for Musical Theatre’s Festival of New Musicals in 2005 (www.namt.org).

Drum arranging and programming: Gary Seligson

Additional orchestrations:Larry Blank

Recorded in New York, NY, at MSR Studios, November 30th and December 1st, 2010, and John Kilgore Sound and Recording, August 14, 2009.

Additional recording by Chris Camilleri at Dubway Studios, New York, NY.

All musical selections copyright © 2009 Lippasongs (ASCAP) and crawleymuse[sic] (BMI). International copyright secured. All rights reserved.

Assistant engineer: Derik LeeVocal contractor: Michael McElroyProduction coordinator: Jill DellabateMusic assistant: Tim Rosser

Mixed at Woods End Recording Studio, Saratoga Springs, NY, December 3–7, 2010 and February 3–8, 2011.

Mastered on March 9, 2011 by Scott Hull at Masterdisk, New York, NY.

Performance rights to A Little Princess via Music Theater International, 421 West 54th Street, New York, NY 10019 (www.mtishows.com).

is the story of a beleaguered young girl with an unbridled imagination. Separated from her father and the open-hearted Africans who have helped him raise her, young Sara Crewe is sent from Fort St. Louis to boarding school in London.

When things go badly for her there, her imaginative powers come to the rescue – helping to transform a drab institution into a place of magic and mystery. As Sara wins the afection of the other boarders she draws the ire of Miss Minchin, the dour headmistress. Sara counters all Miss Minchin’s best eforts to degrade her with the grace and virtue of a little princess.

Loosely adapted from a novel by Frances Hodgson Burnett, our story begins in West Africa, 1838, and moves between locations in London, England, and the African interior.

Act One. Sara is in trouble from the outset. She has been sent to her room without supper for coming to the table barefoot. Becky, a young maid about

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the same age, smuggles a muin upstairs to Sara, and peppers her with questions about what life was like in Africa.

Everyone else at the London school has been stand-oish, so Sara is glad to answer the questions, and invites Becky to picture the send-of she received from her friends in Fort St. Louis in Good Luck, Bonne Chance. Ater the towns-people wish her the best, Sara's father, Captain Crewe, bids her a private farewell. He reveals he must send her to London as he is embarking upon a mission of exploration to the forbidden city of Timbuktu. Soon, My Love, he promises, once the Saharan trek is over, he will return to London to fetch her home.

Sara and Becky's reverie is over when Miss Minchin surprises the two girls. Servants and schoolgirls are not meant to mix; Minchin asks Becky to fetch her cane. Sara protests that her father's instructions were that she was not to be corporally punished. Miss Minchin replies she is aware of the instructions, and will beat Becky in Sara's stead. Between the bare feet and illicit camaraderie, Minchin is convinced Sara has no idea how to behave in a civilized fashion. She therefore forbids Sara to speak to anyone without permission. Once the monstrous headmistress leaves, Sara vents her frustration in Live Out Loud.

The next day the other schoolgirls corner Becky and demand to know everything she learned about Sara. The girls are envious of Sara's wealth, and her privileges she's out riding a pony while the rest take their exercise in a courtyard – but curious as well. Lavinia, the oldest and meanest of the girls, threatens to harm Becky just as Sara returns from her ride. Lavinia backs down when she sees Sara's riding crop. She continues though to tease Becky, joking about the accident that let Becky an orphan.

To comfort Becky, Sara conides her own mother is deceased. She ofers to help Becky get in touch with her mother's spirit. Miss Amelia, Miss Minchin's sister, can't resist this idea. Sara begins to tell the girls how to contact spirits. Her tales are so vivid they seem to come to life. Soon the schoolgirls are joined by imagined Africans in a joyous dance; a spirit enjoins Becky to Let Your Heart Be Your Compass. It is Sara’s irst success with the other schoolgirls. But it is short-lived. During the dance Lavinia leaves to fetch Miss Minchin, who arrives

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furious. As part of Sara's punishment, Minchin tears a letter from Captain Crewe into pieces. She also sends Becky to the workhouse.

In Africa, Captain Crewe is met with one setback ater another. His retinue dies of; his trade goods are stolen; he is detained by a tribal leader with deep suspicions as to an Englishman’s reasons for being there. Feverish, despairing, Crewe imagines how happy his daughter must be in London in Isn't That Always the Way.

Sara's defense of Becky has won her two new conidantes: Ermengarde, who has pieced together Crewe's letter for Sara, and Lottie, the youngest of the schoolgirls, who is intrigued by the doll Sara brought with her from Africa. Sara enlists their help to create such chaos at school that Becky is recalled from the workhouse, and restored to her position. Miss Minchin, realizing she has been outmanoeuvered, believes all Sara's advantages come to her because she has been born Lucky.

Meanwhile in Sara's room, Ermengarde and Lottie apologize to Becky for their past transgressions against her, and promise to be her friends in future, just as Sara is. Becky is cowed at irst. Sara assures her that wealth and position are mere "accidents of birth"; Becky is willing to agree that even if The Tables Were Turned, she and Sara would have wound up friends.

Time passes and Sara's birthday arrives. Miss Minchin is a bit more disposed to be kind to the girl; rumors have reached London that Captain Crewe made it to Timbuktu. Minchin has made a small fortune on the resultant stock market speculation. Sara's classmates are fascinated by a large box from the London docks. It turns out to be full of presents Sara has ordered for the other girls.

There is no time to enjoy them. A barrister brings news that not only did Crewe never make it to Timbuktu, he died in disgrace. At a stroke Sara is let a penniless orphan, and Miss Minchin's own fortune disappears. She decides, rather than put Sara out on the street, to make her a serving girl, sell all her things, and house her in a dark attic room. Sara does not believe what she has been told, and determines to Soldier On until the truth be known.

Act Two. Lottie visits Sara in her new room just before the Christmas holiday. She is shocked by the drab, cold attic. Sara comforts her by describing it as

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Another World, full of unexpected magic, though once Lottie leaves the depressing reality of it returns.

Downstairs the schoolgirls are dressed in their best, ready for a holiday. It is Almost Christmas, and all they can think of are the presents awaiting them at home. Sara is sent out on a cold Christmas Eve to buy a goose for Miss Minchin. She hurries past the happy last-minute shoppers, wondering where her father might be. She imagines she hears Pasko, a friend from Ft. St. Louis.

That she does ind a goose, and at the last minute, is quite impressive to Miss Amelia. She suggests sharing the holiday meal with Sara, which angers Miss Minchin. Miss Amelia resolves to leave the school and ind a way to have Sara released; she tells the child how Once Upon A Time she and her sister played at being virtuous little princesses too. Miss Amelia leaves. Miss Minchin sends Sara to her room, but mourns her hollow victory over the girl in a reprise of Lucky. She locks Sara and Becky in the attic for the night.

Sara is disconsolate. Becky tries to use Sara's doll to invoke the magic of the imagination, to comfort Sara the way she has been comforted herself; nothing happens. Sara goes to sleep while Becky mourns the powerlessness of the Broken Old Doll.

The two girls sleep. Pasko sneaks in through the window, bringing food, ire-wood and blankets to the girls. While he does so Sara and Becky dream of fantasy Africans bearing more exotic objects and luxuries, and of Captain Crewe becoming a hero by reaching Timbuktu. Becky and Sara awake from the dream smelling the breakfast Pasko has let them. They are startled to see him. Becky screams. Miss Minchin comes up to investigate. Pasko promises things will get better Soon as he and Sara escape over the rootops. Becky, afraid of heights, stays behind, but promises to meet them later.

When Becky doesn't show up at the appointed meeting place, Sara and Pasko return to the school for her. But Becky has managed to escape the school. Miss Minchin seizes Sara and determines to have her and Pasko arrested. Becky arrives with the highest authority in the land, Queen Victoria, whom she has waylaid and regaled with stories of the cruel headmistress. It is Minchin who is arrested. Victoria acknowledges in the Finale, just before Sara returns to Africa, that anyone can be a princess, if their hearts are open and their actions true.

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# 1 Overture

# 2 Good Luck, Bonne Chance

SARA

Come, look at the people here. (She and Becky go to the window.)

Dark shapes under darker umbrellas, rushing about in the fog and the rain. In St. Louis? Where I come from? there’d be no hurry, no worries, and everything in color.

BECKY

We’ve got colors ’ere.SARA

Not like there. So the day my ship was due to sail? I went into hiding.

BECKY

But you’d get in trouble!SARA

A place worth the trouble! Drums in the town square, everyone sing- ing, and so beautiful you’d risk anything to stay there! I did. I never wanted to leave.

DJEMBE DRUMMER

Sara Crewe! Yes you do! You go to school Allah kai mu!

Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We’ll meet again No need for cry

Sai wani lokaci

SARA/ DJEMBE DRUMMER

Allah kwana mu

BECKY

What does ’at mean?SARA, DRUMMER & UMBRELLA MAN

May God bring good things to you–

MEN & NATIVE WOMAN

Sara Crewe!NATIVE WOMAN

We must hurry to the square! Your father has laid on a wasa for you.

BECKY

A wasa?SARA

A big party, a send-of, with dancing and drummers. I told her I wasn’t going.

NATIVE WOMAN

What’s your story then. The boat is sinking?

SARA

No, the problem is this… Victoria…BECKY

Our new Queen? SARA

Yes! She has a ferocious appetite, she’s a perfect monster! Every evening Queen Victoria demands to be supplied with a child to eat.

NATIVE WOMAN & BECKY

Sara!SARA

Girls if they can get them, for boys are not as sweet, nor half as clean.

NATIVE WOMAN

Sara say her Queen maybe eat her Sara say she going to stay

DJEMBE DRUMMER

Sara say the ocean will eat her If her story better that way

UMBRELLA MAN

If the Queen of London will meet her

DJEMBE DRUMMER

Tell a story, Sara, she sayDRUMMER & NATIVE WOMAN

Sara Crewe! Good for you!

ALL THREE

God save the Queen And Sara too!

COMPANY

Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We’ll meet again No need for cry

Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu May God bring good things to you–

ÀLJANA & COMPANY

Sara Crewe!SARA

Àljana! (To Becky:) Àljana is the woman who raised me.

ÀLJANA

Sara, what are you doing here? You must go to your father.

SARA

But father sent me here. 12

SARA

To get me away from the snakes on the boat.

(Àljana is terriied.)

ÀLJANA

There are snakes? On the boat?SARA

Bush vipers, tree cobras, even a black mamba gliding along with a third of its body of the ground, chin level to you, Àljana.

PASKO

She’s telling tales again, mama.ÀLJANA

The Captain is looking for you. Pasko, take her.

SARA

(To Becky:) But I didn’t want to go with Pasko! I didn’t want to go at all.

HEAD-MAN

Sara Crewe, you’re St. Louis’ daughter

Always welcome anywhere here But like any growing-up daughter First you grow, and then

disappear Endless as the wind on the water Is the love we send with you, dear

ÀLJANA

Sara Crewe! Yes you do!

COMPANY

You go to school Allah kai mu!

Good luck, bonne chanceBan kwana, goodbye

COMPANY

We’ll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu May God bring good things to you–

CAPTAIN CREWE

Sara Crewe!SARA

What are you doing, Papa!CAPTAIN CREWE

Same thing as everyone here. Trying to say goodbye.

London’s calling Rain is falling An hour at most To keep the grass green there

Birds are singing Bells are ringing As if to boast You’re lost ’til you’ve been there!

Hansom cabs on pretty London Bridge See St. Paul’s, It’s worth the pilgrimage It’s calling you…

COMPANY

Sara Crewe!CAPTAIN CREWE

London’s teeming People streaming Along a street Where soon you will hasten

Window shopping

CAPTAIN CREWE

Only stopping To buy a sweet At Fortnum & Mason

Cobbled streets And iron balustrades Chimney sweeps And well-dressed ladies’ maids It’s calling you…!

COMPANY

Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbyeWe’ll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci, Allah kwana muMay God bring good things to you May God bring good things to you May God bring good things to you Sara Crewe!

# 3 Soon, My Love

CAPTAIN CREWE

Like it or not, my blood is English, and your future lies in England.

SARA

Where I've never even set foot before.

CAPTAIN CREWE

And will never. If I can talk you into these.

(He profers a pair of shoes. She turns away, refusing them.)

Soon, my love, you must be going Soon, my love, you must away

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CAPTAIN CREWE

What awaits us there’s no knowing Still, there’s hope, with every day

SARA

I wish Àljana would cast one of her spells. So I can never leave Africa behind.

CAPTAIN CREWE

Oh Sara, I know magic enough for that.

Prize your mem’ries; bear them with you Learn the things you love by heart Soon, my love, I’ll share them with you In lands unknown, and worlds apart

PASSENGERS

Soon, the ship will take to waterCAPTAIN CREWE

Àljana helped me choose a present for you.

(Crewe gives Sara the present: a carved African doll.)

PASSENGERS

Anchors up, and sails unfurledCAPTAIN CREWE

I know you’re too old for dolls, but this isn’t so much a doll, as your spirit mother.

SARA

Will she protect us both?PASSENGERS

Soon, before the day grows hotterSARA

I’m going to call her ater Àljana.

PASSENGERS

Trav’ling to another worldCAPTAIN CREWE

Of from St. Louis In the blazing sun To the open sea Where the dolphins runThen a London quay And you’re almost done Come so far

AFRICANS

Senemaka, senamema Senemaka, senamema

CAPTAIN CREWE

Part of you is let Somewhere far behind Part of you beret Part of you resigned

CREWE & PASSENGERS

Part of you hoping to ind Your star

Soon, a whole new life is starting What’s to come, we wait and learn

SARA

Who can say how long we’re parting Or how long ’til I return

What if I go and don’t make any friends? What if I’m homesick, what then? What if you’re wounded, or missing, or worse And I never see you again?

CAPTAIN CREWE

All right little soldier, I’ll make you a promise: before your birthday,

CAPTAIN CREWE

I’ll come to London myself to fetch you home. Until then, whenever you have something to say to me, you must say it to Àljana here with all your heart. If you do, I promise I will hear it.

SARA

But then how will you answer?CAPTAIN CREWE

Drummers in the rain – Camels in the snow – Fields of sugar cane Where it doesn’t grow – Through the windowpane Scenes from long ago – Heed them all

Glimpse a lion’s mane Down by Pimlico – In St. Martin’s Lane, Water bufalo – Somehow, I’ll answer your call

Soon, my love, you’ll tire of crying Time will cast its magic spell Chin up darling, leave of sighing Au revoir, my mademoiselle

SARA

That’s what mother called me. Her mademoiselle.

CAPTAIN CREWE

I wish she could’ve seen how you’ve grown. Do you think you can forgive me for this?

SARA

I bought you this compass father. So you can ind your way back to me.

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SARA

They’re as lonely as can be Is that what they want from me?

I don’t want to go along with the crowd

Don’t want to live life under a cloud

Give me some air and space And the sun on my face I want to live out loud

Don’t want to be alone in the crowd

Don’t want to seem peculiar and proud

Nobody wants me here But I won’t disappear I want to live out loud

I want to run down an open shoreline

I want to join in a moonlit dance I want to swing in the branches

of a tree I want to bathe in a hidden inlet And let the breeze come and dry

my hair I want the life they took away

from me If that makes me headstrong,

ine That’s a fault I’m glad is mine

I don’t want to go along with the crowd

Don’t want my spirit broken and bowed

Why do I have to hide What I’m feeling inside I want to live out loud

(Crewe strokes Sara's cheek.)

SARA

Are you learning me by heart, Papa?CAPTAIN CREWE

Oh, Sara. You are my heart.Goodbye, my child

SARA

Drummers in the rain – Camels in the snow – Fields of sugar cane Where it doesn’t grow –

CAPTAIN CREWE & SARA

And fare thee well

# 4 Live Out Loud

SARA

I don’t want to go along with the crowd

Don’t want to live life under a cloud

Give me some air and space And the sun on my face I want to live out loud

Don’t want to be alone in the crowd

Don’t want to seem peculiar and proud

I need to be as free As I know how to be I want to live out loud

Every day Sleepwalk, lockstep No one dares to stray Though they may Strait-laced, shamefaced Long to break away

SARA

Don’t want to be alone in the crowd I only want what I’m not allowed Give me the wings of a bird I’ll be seen, and be heard I want to sing when my heart is full I want to sing and I want to ly I want to soar in a sky without a cloud I want to live out loud

# 5 Let your Heart Be Your Compass

SARA

Let’s everyone hold hands. You too, Becky. Let’s close our eyes and think. What do you suppose Becky’s mother would want to say to her? I think she’d say a bit about where she is now, where there are ields and ields of lowers, and a sot wind is always blowing.

NORA

And there’s no one to be afraid of. MISS AMELIA

And you can loat around whereso-ever you like!

BECKY

And you look down at the earth and smile, and say nice things.

SARA

And if spirits can loat around where they like, and I believe it’s true, perhaps Becky’s mama is in this room with us right now.

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SARA

And what do you think she would say?

BECKY

Buck up, Becky, that’s the way Come give your Mum a squeeze

ERMENGARDE

Don’t let those bullies spoil your day

LOTTIE

But do forgive them, pleaseMISS AMELIA

But let’s ask Sara, if we mayALL

What do you suppose she’d saySARA

Let your heart Be your compass Let your laughter Be your guide Follow ater What you’ve always loved And I’ll be by your side

Let your heart Be your compass Should your life Lead you astray – When you’re lost Your heart will know the way

LAVINIA

Becky! Becky!

BECKY

Mum? Was that you?LAVINIA

It’s not so bad really, being crushed by a clock tower.

(Terror turns to giggles.)

BECKY

Now you’ve spoiled it!ÀLJANA

Go ahead and laugh I’d be laughing too It’s your laugh I think of, Becky, when I think of you

BECKY

Mum!ÀLJANA

Laughter goes with tears As the heart matures Now you’re on the brink of Growing up to follow yours

Let your heart Be your compass Let your laughter Be your guide Follow ater What you’ve always loved And I’ll be by your side

Let your heart Be your compass Should your life Lead you astray – When you’re lost Your heart will know the way

DANCERS

Ton rebe geden Ton rebe geden Mi yi go-ge, mi yi go-ge Mia zo zo

Tro godo godo Tro godo godo Godo go-ge, godo go-ge

DANCERS

Milawoe goÀLJANA

Ah – ahSARA

One day things are good One day things are not Mangoes at their sweetest Are a day from rotten

Troubles always come Troubles always go One day they defeat us Then they’re all forgotten

SARA & GIRLS

Let your heart Be your compass Let your laughter Be your guide Follow ater What you’ve always loved And take the rest in stride

DANCERS

Godo ga zegren Mi yi go-ge Godo ga zagren Mitro go ge Mitro godo gazegren Ton tege degen

SARA & GIRLS

Let your heart Be your compass Should your life Lead you astray – When you’re lost Your heart will know the way

SARA

Kono ba dagomba Mobundu kitamba

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SARA

Kono ba dagomba Iba ba zaba

GIRLS & DANCERS

Kono ba dagomba Mobundu kitamba Kono ba dagomba Iba ba zaba

SARA & DANCERS

When the way you know is denied

GIRLS

Kono ba dagombaSARA & DANCERS

Let imagination provideGIRLS

Let your heart be opened wide Let your laughter be your guide Let your heart be opened wide Let your laughter be your guide

SARA

Sometimes things go rightÀLJANA

Sometimes things go wrongSARA

Next time troubles comeSARA & ÀLJANA

Don’t forget this songGIRLS

Let your heart Be your compass Let your laughter Be your guide Follow ater With an open heart But also open-eyed

GIRLS

Let your heart Be your compass Should your life Lead you astray

SARA & GIRLS & ALJANA

When you’re lost Your heart will know the way

ALL

You’ll know the way When you’re lost Your heart will know the way!

# 6 Isn’t That Always the Way

CAPTAIN CREWE

I made a promise I cannot keep I wrote this to explain to her…

Sara, darling, all on your own Fearless, lovely, how have

you grown Rushing away, day ater day Isn’t that always the way

Sara, darling, look what you’ve done

Somehow grown up second to none

Look at those eyes, yearning but wise

What will the poor fellows say Isn’t that always the way

Come dance with me Maybe this moment will

chance to be

CAPTAIN CREWE

One of those moments in memory Cherished long ater the day Fades away

Sara, searching, Sara, complete Headstrong, lifelong, light on your feet Look how you’ve grown, I should have known I only wish you could stay Isn’t that always the way

# 7 Lucky

MISS MINCHIN

She’s smart She’s pretty She’s kind She’s pleasing What about that slender neck is Oh-so-ripe for seizing?

Lucky Sara Crewe is Lucky She’s a freak of fortune She’s whom the fates prefer I hate to seem importunate But why should she be fortunate

When I am never Lucky If anything, un- Lucky I am quite as clever I dare say cleverer But how am I to savor it With Sara such a favorite So what if she’s outborn us all

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MISS MINCHIN

She has no right to scorn us all

She’s sharp She’s witty She’s rich She’s able Everything I’ve always wanted She brings to the table

Lucky Worse than that, she’s Plucky Almost always smiling We’re all a joke to her

She doesn’t know the half of it She can have a laugh of it But had I had her start in lifeBy God I might take heart in life Had I been Lucky, lucky Like Her

# 8 If the Tables Were Turned

BECKY

If the tables was turned You’d be scolded and spurned But you don’t let it spoil your day I’d be going to class Past a whistle-ing lass Busy scrubbing the passageway And you’d give me a smile Forget for a while That there’s Miss Minchin to keep at bay If the tables was turned You’d be nice as a cold bufet

BECKY

If the tables was turned Far as I was concerned I’d be kindly as I could be

SARA

I’d be worked of my feet Just a muin to eat

BECKY

Leaves you ’ungry to meet wiv me Cuz I calls you by name Don’t put you to shame Sometimes I brings you a cup ’a tea If the tables was turned I’d ’ave buckets of pedigree

And I’d ’ave a Dad ’oo’s bona ide And an oicer beside And ’e travels wiv me far and wide

SARA

And we’d Have a diferent life, indeed But we’d be the same within our hearts We’re counterparts

SARA & BECKY

And that’s how friendship starts It’s guaranteed

BECKY

If the tables was turned Once me lessons was learned I’d be back in a lash to ’ere

SARA

I’d bring Minchin the post Serve the girls tea and toast Then we’d meet while the coast is clear!

SARA

Though we’dBECKY

As far as I can seeSARA

Have a diferent life, indeedBECKY

We’d still be you and meSARA

Still we’d be the sameSARA & BECKY

Within our hearts We’re counterparts And that’s how friendship starts It’s guaranteed

SARA

If the tables were turnedBECKY

If the tables was turnedSARA

I’d be scolded and spurnedBECKY

Far as I was concernedSARA

I’d be ordered about all dayBECKY

I’d be nice as a cold bufetSARA

I’d be worked of my feetBECKY

I’d be going to classSARA

Next to nothing to eatBECKY

Wond’ring who was the lass18

SARA

’Til I’m hungry to meet and playBECKY

Busy scrubbing the passagewaySARA & BECKY

As I think we agree You’re perfect as me And vice versa, I have to say Let the tables be turned –

SARA

We’ll ind our way!BECKY

If we could turn the tideSARA

If the tables were turnedBECKY

We’d be the same insideSARA & BECKY

If the tables were turned!

# 9 Soldier On

SARA

My papa is not a villain!MISS MINCHIN

Do you know what happened to the Timbuktu corporation? It has collapsed, my shares are worthless, and my savings gone!

SARA

I don’t believe it This hasn’t happened I don’t believe a single word Miss Minchin said My father’s wounded My father’s lost, but never dead He can’t be dead

SARA

He isn’t dead! MISS MINCHIN

Have you heard a word I’ve said? You shall have the attic room. What do you say to that? Give me that wretched, naked doll. There!

(Miss Minchin throws the doll Àljana, which breaks to pieces.)

Do you still feel like a princess now?(Minchin exits angrily.)

SARA

Soldier on That’s what he’d say Soldier on Another day

Soldier on Whatever’s wrong, Papa Don’t give up You’ll ind your way

Look in your heart, and I’ll be there

Look, it’s your daughter you see there

That’s what you follow See, here I am Calling you on

Soldier on You can, I know Soldier on Please, don’t let go

Soldier on If we have faith, Papa We can’t go wrong Soldier on Soldier on

# 10 Another World

SARA

It’s like another world A world above it all It’s closer to the sun Who sleeps just down the hall

It’s like another world As quiet as you please Those clouds might carry us Let’s catch one in the trees It’s like another world Where we can always be… at ease

The rootops are a moor That runs for miles And no one’s really sure What lies beneath the tiles The doves are ponies here They’re waiting just outside They’re from another world Hop on and have a ride

Those chimneys over there Are huge cigars They puf into the air The sun and moon and stars It’s like another world And when the sun is faint The fac’tries shiver in Their shabby coats of paint

And when it rains The little raindrops take such pains To pitter patter something awfully nice A laughing matter is repeated twice

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SARA

Sometimes a rainbow starts towards the sun It climbs up onto that cathedral dome And heads for home

It’s like another world A nursery rhyme A dream that comes unfurled A little at a time

It’s like another world But under one big sky Somewhere Papa can see The sun that shines on me And from another world He’ll come for me, but by and by

I’m from another world This attic isn’t mine However close the sun She doesn’t want to shine I’m from another world And even if I pray Those clouds will never come To carry me away

I dream another world But dreams don’t last the day I love another world But be that as it may I fear this attic world May be the world where I shall stay

# 11 Almost Christmas

ERMENGARDE

Cakes and crumpetsLOTTIE

Dolls and dresses!

NORA

Tinsel garlandsJANE

Dolls with houses!LAVINIA & JESSIE

West End pantosLOTTIE

Dolls that eat!GIRLS

The holly’s on the mantle The stockings have been hung The carols on the piano bench Are waiting to be sung And cards come by the dozens in the post It’s almost Christmas

MISS AMELIA

The pies are in the ovenLOTTIE

The presents by the treeJESSIE

Some of them for Mum and DadGIRLS

But most of them for meLOTTIE

And all of them together seem to boast

GIRLS

It’s almost Christmas

No more grammar No more sums There’s no more school When Christmas comes But paper hats And sugar plums

GIRLS

When Christmastime is near

Christmas comes With bikkie crumbs And bats and balls And dolls and drums And now it’s almost here Diddle-um, diddle-um, diddle-ay Diddle-um, diddle-um, diddle-ay Diddle-um, diddle-um, diddle- iddle-iddle um-dum hooray!

Now we are away A fortnight and a day Now it’s almost Christmas!

So help me pull my hair back And tie it in a bow As white as snow, or berry-red Or green as misteltoe Cathedral bells are ringing coast to coast It’s almost…

MISS MINCHIN

Girls. Remember, you shall represent Miss Minchin’s Finishing Academy for Incipient Women at home as much as here. Don’t let me learn of any misbehavior over the holidays. Miss Amelia will call you to Hall as your fathers arrive.

NORA

Sprigs of hollyMISS MINCHIN

Sara! Take this sovereign.JESSIE

Lots of presentsMISS MINCHIN

Go buy me a goose.20

SARA

But it’s Christmas Eve, ma’am. There won’t be any let.

MISS MINCHIN

I do not want an opinion. I want a goose. See that you ind one.

GIRLS

No more lessonsJESSIE

No more chapelLAVINIA

No more scolding spinster womenLAVINIA/ JESSIE

No more Princess SaraGIRLS

The holly’s on the mantleLAVINIA/ JESSIE

No more fairy storiesGIRLS

The stockings have been hungLAVINIA/ JESSIE

Have a merry ChristmasGIRLS

The carols on the piano benchLAVINIA/ JESSIE

Kisses to the Misses MinchinGIRLS

Are waiting to be sung And cards come by the dozens in the post It’s almost Christmas

(Sara wanders the snow-swept streets, as shoppers rush past.)

SARA

Children at a party Parents in the hall

GIRLS

It’s almost ChristmasSARA

Stockings hanging by the ire I can see them all

Oh Father, where are you? Are you alone, like me? I know that soldiers don’t

complain So I pretend I’m right as rain But I’m no soldier

I call you But there’s no answer No one hears at all It’s almost more than I can bear And almost Christmas

PASKO

Mno ee ay ohSARA

Pasko?PASKO

Mno ee ay oh, oh-ohSARA

Pasko, is that you?(They pass, in the street, near to one another, without meeting.)

COMPANY

Almost Christmas One more present

Almost Christmas Bag of chestnuts

Can’t believe it’s Need some nutmeg, milk and whiskey

Almost hereThat should do it, ater all

COMPANY

The pies are in the oven The presents by the tree

PASKO

Soon, I swear I’ll come to save you

COMPANY

Most are for the children But a few must be for me

PASKO

Sara, soon I’ll set you free

COMPANY

The chestnuts don’t ’alf beg you for a roast It’s almost Christmas

The service has been polishedSARA

Oh, FatherCOMPANY

The turkey’s on the spitSARA

Where are youCOMPANY

The pudding steeps in brandy And ’e doesn’t mind a bit

SARA

Are you alone like meCOMPANY

The raisins in ’im ought to raise a toast

SARA

I’m callingCOMPANY

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# 12 Once Upon a Time

MISS AMELIA

Isn’t it true that you hate Sara simply because she is the girl we wished ourselves to be once? Even without her advantages, her qualities remain.

SARA

Perhaps I should go.MISS MINCHIN

You’ve embarrassed your little princess.

MISS AMELIA

Once upon a time I would pretend to be a princess And Winnie, too A bit like you

Once upon a time When mother shut us in the attic That’s what we would do She never knew

And now It seems, perhaps, a trile middle-brow Pretending what the world will not allow

Once upon a time When we were little girls It suited us somehow

I should go.MISS MINCHIN

Poor child, indeed. Look at yourself, Sara, because I don’t care to. Are you clothed? Are you fed? Of course you are, and at my expense!

MISS MINCHIN

Thank me, you insolent child! No? Up to the attic with you then. Go!

And now I’m made to feel ridiculous somehow Congratulations Sara, take a bow

Lucky That’s what you were Ducky Now your luck has run out Bad fortune, as it were

Having played a part in it Shouldn’t I take heart in it So I should, but damn it all I do not feel I am at all One jot more Lucky, lucky Than Her

# 13 A Broken Old Doll

BECKY

A broken old doll A beautiful lie Your magic ’as all gone dry Dolls don’t ’urt When they break Nor ever do wonder why

A broken old doll A painted-on smile What never goes out of style Smile away While you can It’s wearing of all this while

Not a brave face, but whose is Look at what you’ve been through

COMPANY

Paper hats And sugar plums And next of kin And best of chums There’s no one sad When Christmas comes And now it’s almost here

Christmas comes With bikkie crumbs And Bishop punch And buttered rums But only once a year Christmastime is near

GIRLS & ADULTS

The holly’s on the mantle The stockings have been hung The carols on the piano bench Are waiting to be sung And all of them together seem to say

GIRLS

It’s almost hereSARA

I’m no soldierADULTS

It’s on its wayPASKO

Sara! We will ind a way!

ADULTS

Tomorrow’s Christmas Day!

GIRLS

The pies are in the oven The presents wrapped and ready Today!

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BECKY

What’s a few cuts and bruises I’ve got some too

A broken old doll You don’t ’ave no ’eart Or surely you’d fall apart I can whisper in your ear But Àljana won’t appear For that was a lie from the start

# 14 Timbuktu

ÀLJANA

There’s magic for you, all around If you believe What you are ready to accept You will receive Obey your heart, and go where it demands Across the sea, and over burning sands To the town where lately lodged the wand’ring Captain Crewe It’s built on a desert that a river runs through And it goes by the charming name of Timbuktu

AFRICANS

They call it Timbuk– tu! Ooh!

ÀLJANA

Where food is free, but water sold And all the streets are paved with gold What with the trans-Saharan trade So many fortunes have been made They’ve started charging for the shade

ÀLJANA

It’s built on a desert that a river runs through

And it’s reached via camelback or leather canoe

Is the jewel of the Niger known as Timbuktu

SARA

They call it TimbuktuAFRICANS

(Buktu buktu buktu buktu)ÀLJANA

Where spiders big as kittens creepMEN

On tiptoeWOMEN

On tiptoeÀLJANA

Across your bedclothes as you sleepSARA

I’d never go to bed thenÀLJANA

And careless launderesses die Disturbing hippopotami In river shallows where they lie

MAN

And it’s built on a desert that a river runs through

WOMAN

And it’s reached via camelback or leather canoe

SARA

And the word means “a bellybutton open to view”

Does the name of the naughty town of Timbuktu

AFRICANS

We call it Timbuktu (And so should anyone do)

ÀLJANA

The tribes surrounding, out of fear

WOMEN

Ooh- ooh- oohÀLJANA

Won’t let a Christian person nearSARA

If my Papa was really there I’ll live to see his statue stare At Nelson in Trafalgar Square

MEN

And it’s built on a desert that a river runs through

WOMEN

And it’s reached via camelback or leather canoe

MEN & WOMEN & GIRLS

And it means “there’s a bellybutton open to view”

ÀLJANA

And the irst European there was Reginald Crewe

ALL BUT SARA

Reginald Crewe!?WOMEN

Three cheers for him!MEN

Three cheers for him!ALL

Three cheers for him and Timbuktu!

(An idealized Crewe appears.)23

CAPTAIN CREWE

British maps ascend and descend As far as the poles

AFRICAN MEN

Both of the polesCAPTAIN CREWE

Yet there are holesAFRICAN MEN

Very big holesCAPTAIN CREWE

By TimbuktuAFRICAN MEN

By TimbuktuCAPTAIN CREWE

My attempt was then to extend Our knowledge of lands

AFRICAN MEN

Not so much landsCAPTAIN CREWE

Over the sandsAFRICAN MEN

As they are sandsCAPTAIN CREWE

To TimbuktuAFRICAN MEN

TimbuktuCAPTAIN CREWE

Timbuktu, TimbuktuMEN

Ooh- oohSULTAN

When he came, he was tired and he did nap

CAPTAIN CREWE

To Timbuktu!

MEN

Ooh- oohSARA

Then he woke and he heard of the kidnap

CAPTAIN CREWE

The kidnap?SARA

Yes! Timbuktu, you see, is surrounded by a warlike nomadic tribe called the Tuareg.

WOMEN

Ooooh!SARA

Who periodically descend upon the town to plunder it and terrorize its lawful inhabitants.

MAN

They… ate my goat!SARA

Yes they did! And one day they made the mistake of kidnapping the princess of Timbuktu, daughter of the Sultan here. A mistake, I say, as they hadn’t counted on the courage of my father – Captain Crewe.

CAPTAIN CREWE

Though Her Majesty don’t govern these domains

SULTAN

Thus he thoughtCAPTAIN CREWE

How could I ignore a princess kept in chains?

PRINCESS (BECKY)

He could not!

CAPTAIN CREWE

I’m familiar with the nomad And I know the blighters go mad When one openly deies them So instead one must surprise them Which at midday one day Pasko helped me do

Through the thick of their defenses I stole in the Tuareg tents as Pasko made their cattle stampede And as I escaped the camp ’e’d Found a horse to take the princess back to Timbuk… tu!

ALL

Hurrah!(Everyone turns to Sara to see what might happen next.)

SARA

Then we all sit down together for a feast of lambs’ eyeball and intestinal stew!

EVERYONE

Ooooh…SARA

But irst… but irst… Queen Victoria arrives!

QUEEN VICTORIA

It’s T like a top And a tummy-tum too

SARA

She’ll need a parasol!(She is given one.)

QUEEN VICTORIA

Then B for a ball And a baddy-baddy boo

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SARA

And some ladies-in-waiting.QUEEN VICTORIA

And a tim-tum daddy-do Buk, now you

(Ladies appear for her.)

LADIES-IN-WAITING

It’s built on a desert that a river runs through And it’s reached via camelback or leather canoe

QUEEN VICTORIA

Given men as intrepid and devoted as Crewe Our man in Timbuktu

SARA

She’s come all the way from England!

QUEEN VICTORIA

Sara Crewe, isn’t it? SARA

Yes, your Majesty. QUEEN VICTORIA

The girl with the dreamy father.

While you were here in Africa At my command My ministers were mapping out Who’d have my hand I said good fellows, stop your scheming, do The man for me is right in front of you Just as soon as we have made our Captain Gen’ral Crewe – I shall marry him and make his girl a princess too!

SARA

Though it’s built on a desert that a river runs through

ADD QUEEN VICTORIA

And it’s reached via camelback or leather canoe

ADD GIRLS

And the word means “a bellybutton open to view”

ADD AFRICAN MEN

And we feast on an eyeball and intestinal stew

ADD REST

You alone made it there and back, so bully for you!

You’re the one made it to the town of Timbuktu!

GENERAL CREWE

Yes, that’s true!ALL

Three cheers for Timbuk…CREWE & QUEEN VICTORIA

Tu!AFRICANS

Timbuktu Timbuktu Timbuktu Timbuktu Timbuktu Timbuk… They call it Timbuktu!

# 15 Soon

MISS MINCHIN (OFF)

What is going on up there!SARA

Let’s go then!

BECKY

We can’t go. The door’s locked.SARA

The skylight isn’t.PASKO

Sara, when you see your father Listen here

BECKY

I can’t go out there, miss. Not across the rootops.

PASKO

If he does not act like your father Not to fear

SARA

Minchin’s near!(Pasko helps Sara out.)

PASKO

Something lost can always be found Surely you can bring him around

MISS MINCHIN (OFF)

Who do you have in there!PASKO

Look up, look high We’re in the sky

(Sara starts with Pasko across the rootops.)

Becky, run downstairs and meet us in Regent’s Park!

Sara, look, we ly like songbirds Through the sky

Always boys are best-looking songbirds! Don’t know why

SARA

That’s a lie!25

SARA

Soon, we’ll let my father decide Who looks best, and who is all pride!

PASKO

Soon…SARA

She is not chasing usPASKO

Soon…SARA

No danger facing usPASKO

Soon…SARA

The clouds are racing usSARA & PASKO

The sky embracing usPASKO

Soon, we’ll be in St. Louis You and me, you and me Soon, this dismal history All will end happily

In a single paragraph Soon, we’ll tell this tale, and laugh Each of us can tell a half…

Soon, we’ll be in St. LouisLONDONERS

Soon, you and mePASKO

You and me Wait and see

LONDONERS

Wait

PASKO

Coconut milk in your teaLONDONERS

Soon, time for tea Wait and see

PASKO

Soon as we set you freeLONDONERS

Soon!PASKO

If the plan is of the cufLONDONERS

Soon!PASKO

Edges all a little roughLONDONERS

Oooh, soon!PASKO

Watch it work out, soon enough… ahhh!

LONDONERS

Ahhh!PASKO

Soon, we’ll be in St. LouisPASKO & SARA

You and me, you and mePASKO

With your father, soon we’ll be Home and dry, fancy-free

PASKO & SARA

All of us, aboard a skif To the schooner, in a jif

PASKO

Time to wave that handkerchief

PASKO

Soon!SARA

We’ll be in St. Louis!PASKO

Soon!SARA

We’ll be at home and free!PASKO

Soon!SARA

Papa will be with me!PASKO

Soon!

# 16 Finale

SARA

Forgive me, your majesty, if I am presumptuous; I only sought to remind myself how I ought to behave; indeed to behave as I thought you might have done.

QUEEN VICTORIA

A princess has a royal birth Which is no measure of her worth But rather how the girl ensures That simple courtesy endures Which task is no more mine, than yours

And anyone can be a princess In her mind, and heart By…

SARA

Being gracious?26

QUEEN VICTORIA

Excellent startSARA

Helping others?QUEEN VICTORIA

Taking their partSARA

Serving those less fortunateQUEEN VICTORIA

Smart(A ship is ready to whisk Sara and Pasko home– and Becky with them.)

SARA

I’m pleased my innocent pretend Won’t need to meet a sudden end

QUEEN VICTORIA

Indeed of late I’m known to muse What course of action I should choose Were I in Princess Sara’s shoes

GIRLS

And anyone can be a princess

SARA

Try with all your mightBECKY

But there’s no need to shut your eyes tight

ERMENGARDE

Let imagination take light

LOTTIE

Almost like a butterlySARA

Right!

SARA

Sometimes things go rightDANCERS

One day things are good One day things are not Mangoes at their sweetest Are a day from rotten

CREWE

Sometimes things go wrongSARA

Next time troubles comeDANCERS

Troubles always come Troubles always go One day they defeat us Then they’re all forgotten

ALL

Don’t forget this song

GIRLS

Heart be your compass Let your laughter Be your guide Follow ater what You’ve always loved And take the rest in stride

Let your heart Be your compass Should your life Lead you astray

SARA & CREWE & DANCERS

When you’re lost Your heart will know the way

ALL

You’ll know the way When you’re lost Your heart will know the way!

Photograph from the original TheatreWorks production, 2004, by David Allen27