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The Standard of Aragorn Elessar
Where the NOGs are
Brandybuck Blues
Gimli, the Axe Man
Homebrew'd Delight
O Middle Earth
It Should Have Been a Baggins
The Gift
Palantiri
The Shire is Our Home
Bilbo the Riddling Burglar
Big Black Scary Mountain
Samwise Sings the Blues
You Can't Have the Ring
To the Tune of:
Star-Spangled Banner
Where the Boys Are
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Tax Man
Afternoon Delight
Danny Boy
It Should Have Been Me
The Rose
TV Dinners
This Land is Your Land
The Devil Went Down to Georgia
Big Rock Candy Mountain
Heard it Through the Grapevine
You Can't Hurry Love





The Standard of Aragorn Elessar
The Star Spangled Banner, By Francis Scott Key


Oh, say can you see by the Arien's early light
What so bravely sailed up the Anduin today?
That white tree and bright stars to the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And in Mordor's red glare, the wraiths soaring in air,
They thought they had won, but their defeat is here!
Oh, say does our Elessar's banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?


On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis Elessar's banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And Elessar's banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


Oh! thus be it ever, when Free Men shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Powers that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In the Valar we trust!"
And Elessar's banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


Where the NOG's Are
Where the Boys Are, by Howie Greenfield and Neil Sedaka

Where the NOG's are, my friends wait for me
Smilin' face, warm embraces, arms to hold me tenderly
Where the NOG's are, my true friends will be
They're prancin' free down a street in Bree and I know they're lookin' there for me

In the crowd of a million Ringers I've found my perfect part
And I long to climb the highest hill and sing of it from my heart

Till they find me I wait impatiently
Where the NOG's are, where the NOG's are
Where the NOG's are, someone waits for me