Winter Solstice Carols
From Library of the Randirim
((Starting with the 04Dec Coffee Thread a number of Landrovalrim began adapting classic christmas carols into LotRO. Below are the results.))
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Up on Weathertop
Composed by Revorin
Up on the Weathertop, Gandalf pause...
Out come the Nazgul with ringwraith claws...
Down in Lothlorien, lots of toys...
All for the fellowship, Solstice joys...
No no no, who wouldn't go!
no no no, who wouldn't go!
Down through Moria, click click click...
To Khazad-Dum with Balrog's whip...
First comes the stopping at Rivendell...
Oh dear Elrond, please do tell...
Give them a quest with frowns and cries...
One that just may be their demise...
No no no, who wouldn't go!
no no no, who wouldn't go!
Down through Moria, click click click...
To Khazad-Dum with Balrog's whip...
Next comes the falling of Gandalf's will...
Slain Balrog, what a glorious kill...
Fallen is a staff and a whip that cracks...
Fly from the Orcs and leave no tracks...
No no no, who wouldn't go!
no no no, who wouldn't go!
Down through Moria, click click click...
To Khazad-Dum with Balrog's whip...
Little Drummer Hobbit
Composed by Garaf
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born Thain to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest mathoms we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the Thain, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
So to honor him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.
Little Hoooobbit, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor hob too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no mathom to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the Thain, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my tum?
Ms. Took nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The cat and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my tum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my tum.
Twelve Days of Yulemath
Composed by Alditha
On the (nth) day of Yulemath, my true love gave to me:
Twelve chinchillas dancing
Eleven coffees brewing
Ten tankards brimming
Nine Nazgul prancing
Eight Elves a-feasting
Seven Rangers racing
Six Scholars reading
Five Dwarven Rings!
Four cups of tea
Three boar-shanks
Two fireworks
And a fat hobbit smoking pipe-weed!
Bilbo the Red-Nosed Burglar
Composed by Revorin
You know Gandalf and Thorin and Dori and Dwalin,
Bifur and Bofur and Bombur and Balin,
But do you recall...
The most famous burglar of all?
Bilbo the Red-Nosed burglar
Had a very shiny Sting,
And if Orcs ever saw it,
They would have to dodge its swing.
Most of the twelve companions
Used to laugh and call him names;
They never thought poor Bilbo
Burgled any worth of fame.
Then one foggy Solstice Eve,
Gandalf came to say:
"Bilbo with your feet so light,
Won't you steal from Smaug tonight?"
Then how the company loved him
As they shouted out with glee,
Bilbo the Red-Nosed burglar,
You'll go down in history!
Frodo's Christmas
Composed by Revorin ((To the tune of "Snoopy's Christmas"...))
"Frodo's Christmas"
Ai Imladris! Ai Imladris! [Oh Rivendell, Oh Rivendell]
Uin Ardhon dor daer melui! [Of the world the land most lovely]
The word had come out on the news of the War
The shadow of Sauron had awaken once more
The council of Elrond ignored all other men
And called on a Hobbit to do it again.
Twas the night before Solstice, with the Lone-Lands below
When Strider went off, with the hobbits in tow
He spied the black Nahzgul, so fiercely they fought
With shadow in wound Frodo knew he was caught.
Rivendell Oh Rivendell
Far across the land
Hope for peace on Middle-Earth
And good will from man
The Nahzgul had Frodo dead in his sight
Frodo reached for the Ring and slipped it on tight
Why he didn't turn, well, we'll never know
Or was it the Elves from the valley below...
Rivendell Oh Rivendell
Far across the land
Hope for peace on Middle-Earth
And good will from man
The Nahzgul made Strider fly to the ford
And forced him to stray from Frodo once more
Frodo was certain that this was the end
When Lord Elronds chant brought the Nahzgul their end...
Lord Elrond then offered a council with toast
And The Fellowship was formed, with a quest from the host
And then with a gallop they were all on their way
Each hoping to return on some other day.
Rivendell Oh Rivendell
Far across the land
Hope for peace on Middle-Earth
And good will from man
Rivendell Oh Rivendell
Far across the land
Hope for peace on Middle-Earth
And good will from man
Gammer Got Run Over by a Ringwraith
Composed by Reddhawk
Gammer got run over by a Ringwraith
walkin' home from our hole Yulemath eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Sauron.
But as for me an' Gaffer, we believe.
She'd been drinkin' too much mull wine.
And we'd begged her not to go.
But she'd forgot her pouch of pipe-weed,
and she staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Yulemath mornin,'
at the scene of the attack.
There were hoof prints on her forehead,
And incriminatin' bootprints on her back.
Gammer got run over by a Ringwraith,
walkin' home from our hole Yulemath eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Sauron,
but as for me an' Gaffer, we believe.
Now were all so proud of Gaffer.
He's been takin' this so swell.
See him in there with old Gandalf,
packed and makin' travel plans for Rivendell.
It's not Yulemath without Gammer.
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Should we open up her gifts or send them back?
(Send them back)
Gammer got run over by a Ringwraith,
walkin' home from our hole Yulemath eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Sauron,
But as for me an' Gaffer, we believe.
Now the pig is on the table.
And the jelly made of sloes.
And a brown and crimson candle,
that would just have matched the hair on Gammer's toes.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors.
"Better watch out for yourselves."
They should never give such minions,
to a man who forges rings and tricks the elves.
Gammer got run over by a Ringwraith,
walkin' home from our hole, Yulemath eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Sauron,
but as for me an' Gaffer, we believe.
(Sing it Gaffer)
Gammer got run over by a Ringwraith,
walkin' home from our hole, Yulemath eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Sauron,
but as for me an' Gaffer, we believe.
