| At the Council of Elrond - onone The Ballad of a Lonely Orc - Rasputintx It's Been a Long, Lonely Time - Misty Mountain Hopper The Fellowship Crosses Caradhras - onone Gimli Fighting - Wheathills Gollum's Song - Mr. Underhill Have Sword Will Travel - Jennan O Possums Here's A Story - Celedor |
Lockholes Prison Blues - Camellia Took M is for the Mire the Goblins wade in - Lindorie Sauron Went Down To the Shire - arianid Sauron's Lament - Gimli's Goat Song from Gandalf to Saruman - Wise Mithrandir Why am I here today? - AragornLover1981 You see the world through old Saruman’s eyes - Hobbitlove |
I hear that cart a rollin', it's rollin' 'round the bend
And I ain't smelled a sausage in I don't know when
'Cause I'm stuck in Lockholes Prison and time keeps draggin' by
When I hear those carts a rollin' I hang my head and cry
I bet that Chief he's eating sausage, eggs, potatoes, stew
He's slurping ale and Winyards and smoking pipeweed too
While I'm stuck in Lockholes Prison and time keeps draggin' on
While those carts keep a rollin' on out of Hobbiton
When they free me from this prison, when that Bag End "Chief" is mine
You know that Lotho'll wish he'd got his fat tail out in time
Far from the Shire I'd run him, that's where he'd always stay
And that cart full of supper would roll my blues away
Here’s the story....a guy named Baggins
And his travels with three very lovely friends
Had with him a Ring of Gold... like no other
On him the world depends
It’s the story... of a long beard waggin
And two men.. with troubles of their own
There was also... Legolas and Gimli
Yet they were all alone.
Till the one day when they journeyed to Imladris
And they knew not to give Elrond any lip,
When he said, “you all must form a family.”
That's the way they all became the Fellowship.
The Fellowship... the Fellowship
That's the waaaay they became the Fellowship
(sung to the tune of that really old song about Mothers which I vaguely remember)
M is for the Mire the Goblins wade in
O is for the Orcs both big and small.
R is for the Rancid air you breathe there
D is for Mt. Doom fiery and tall.
O is for the Ominous dark skies
R is for the Ringwraiths all in Black.
Put them all together they spell Mordor, A place that scares the dickens out of me.
The Ballad of a Lonely Orc
(to the tune of "Home, Home on the Range,")
Oh give me a home
Where Sauron's Eye roams
And the orcs and the oliphaunts play.
Where Nazgul take wing
Searching for the One Ring,
And the sky's black and smoky all day.
Home on the Gorgoroth Plain!
That's where my Orc-heart shall remain!
Where Sauron holds sway
Despite Gandalf the Grey,
And the sky's black and smoky all day.
