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You may talk o' ale and lembas
And the nine Fellowship members
When you're sittin' in the Prancing Pony's wing
But if it comes to questin'
The story that goes best in
Is of Nine-fingered Frodo and the Ring!
For it's Ring! Ring! Ring!
He's packed his bags and buckled on his Sting
He's gone to Orodruin
And cast the Ring to ruin
Thus helping in the Return of the King.
Now in the sweet Shire land
In his hole beneath the sand
A wizard came to pay Frodo a call
He said, "Beware of Sauron
And his One Ring that you've got on,
If he gets it, then all Middle-Earth will fall."
Frodo said, "I'm just a hobbit!
Why pick on me to lob it
Into the Cracks of Doom 'way down in Mordor?
The Nazgul'll be pursuin'
As that Gollum will be doin'
Before I can even sneak across the border!"
Said Gandalf, "Ring! Ring! Ring!
You must go forth and get rid of this thing!"
Frodo said, "Oh, what the Hell?"
And set off for Rivendell
With Sam, Merry, and Pippin in his string.