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| lost in Time Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Illinois
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| this is where we take our fave songs and replace them with words that are LOTR related. It's sorta like the Gouald one except here it's LOTR. for example I've written one:Tom Bombadil (to the tune of Yellow Submarine by The Beatles) Verse 1: In the land of Middle Earth, Lived a man beneath the trees. And he told us of his life, in the land of many trees. So we went unto the sun till we found the forest green And we lived beneath the trees with our Tom Bombadil. Refrain: We All Love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! We All love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! Verse 2: And our friends are all abroad, Many more of them live in the shire; There’s a song he starts to sing. (Elven interlude) Refrain We All Love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! We All love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! (Elven Interlude) Verse 3: As we live a life of ease! (A life of Ease!) Every one of us (Everyone of us!) Has all we need!( All we need!) Sky of blue,(Sky of Blue!) Tree of Green,(Tree of green!) With our dear(With our dear!) Tom Bombadil! (Tom Bombadil! Ha-ha!) Refrain We All Love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! We All love our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil, Our Tom Bombadil! |
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| Official keeper of Narim! Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: British Columbia, CANADA
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| OK to 'Home home on the range"...it takes some of the words from the dirty versin of Home home on the rang: Far far from the Shire Where the orc & the Nazgul sit Where seldom is heard, A good word 'Cause you're always stepping in the troll **** |
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| Wherever I Am, I'm There Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Greater London
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| How's about 'Band of Gold'? Now that you're gone All that's left of my Band of Gold All that's left are the dreams I hold Band of Gold And the memories of what Power could be If you were still here with me You took me from the shelter of the Shire I have never known or loved another We touched after Bilbo's party That night on our honeymoon We stayed in separate rooms I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness filled with gloom Hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And take me like you tried before Now that you're gone All that's left is a Band of Gold All that's left are the dreams I hold Band of Gold And memories of what Power could be If you were still here with me Don't you know that I wait In the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness filled with gloom Hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And take me like you tried before Since you've been gone All that's left is a Band of Gold All that's left are the dreams I hold Band of gold And the memories of what Power could be If you were still here with me I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness filled with gloom Hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And take me like you tried before |
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| Wherever I Am, I'm There Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Greater London
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| Up where we belong Who knows of the One Ring In a world, few men survive All I know is the way I feel When it's real, I keep it alive The road is long, there are mountains in your way But we climb a step every day Sam lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry On a Mount Doom high Sam lift us up where we belong, far from the Shire We know, up where the clear winds blow Sauron hangs on to used to be Lives his Life, looking behind All we have is here and now The Grey Havens, out there to find The road is long, there are mountains in our way, But we climb them a step ev'ry day Sam lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry On a Mount Doom high Sam lift us up where we belong, far from the Shire We know, up where the clear winds blow Time goes by, no time to cry, life's you and I A live today Sam lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry On a Mount Doom high Sam lift us up where we belong, far from the Shire We know, where the clear winds blow |
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