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Nov 15, 2008 13:44:04 GMT
Post by accrag on Nov 15, 2008 13:44:04 GMT
theres a song from a portishead poet the late ken rollings, who was the brother of the late George rollings. who is the George in drink up thee cider. the song was called the wcpr song about the weston, clevedon, portishead, railway, i had the great privilege of performing this at George's funeral, i remember a little story of adge cutler wanted to buy this from ken but he would,nt sell it to him. and also remmber playing this at portishead carnival a few yrs ago when pete bud was also on the bill. and was walking around with his wife when i started to perform this song i see him stop and liston. he may well i reconised it.
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Nov 20, 2008 23:47:29 GMT
Post by Frank Blades (Editor) on Nov 20, 2008 23:47:29 GMT
I have never heard of Ken Rollins (neither has Google!). I would be most interested having a look at that one. You say poet - did you put the music to it yourself, or was it also a song?
My mother - who was always proud to tell me that she was on holiday in Severn Beach the day war broke out - also found the Weston, Clevedon & Portishead Railway highly amusing. She thought it was very rude to announce that one was going onto the WC & P!
I suspect that was a lot ruder in 1939 - especially as she was aged 6 or 7!!!!
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Nov 22, 2008 14:52:04 GMT
Post by accrag on Nov 22, 2008 14:52:04 GMT
the late ken rollings was only a local guy and i don,t think published any of his work it lye's in the family. the words are.
In the parish of north Weston place were i was born here that lonesome whistle blow in the early morn old light railway engine a moving up cemetery hill some times at night when the wind was right i think i hear it still.
CHORUS from portishead to clevedon and Weston super mare along the iron roadway and through the country fair that local locomotion it was the best by far it was great to ride to see the tide on the wcpr.
in summer time the children came aboard that railway train stopping at the bristol rd and again at clapton lane outing on the flyer was part of there reward for attending regular Sunday school and singing about the lord
in the early morning when the mist was on the moor hear that lonesome whistle blow as she steams for Weston shore quarry stones and cattle on yatton's market day five and twenty passengers a riding all the way.
if you put the tune putting on the agony to it you won't be far wrong
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