I was asked to write this song for a production of The Crucible that I was in some years ago. A short ditty that I imagined Tituba would sing in her solitude.

LYRICS

Take me to my resting place,
This land I’m in, I have no faith
My soul is lost
Let me be free
Let rest the woman I know me to be

Take me back where I belong
Where my soul is warmed, my heart aint worn
On this foreign land, I’ll stay unknown
Take my heart, my soul
And guide them home