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All my bags are packed I'm tightening my belt
I'm standing outside Meduseld
I hate to leave behind this place of joy
But the dawn is breaking, my sword is sharp
Oh please don't blow your nose and harp
I am a man already, not a boy!
So watch me climb on my horse
Tell me that you'll wait, of course
Get my bow and quiver and I'll go
Cause I'll leave for Pelennor Fields
Don't know if I live or get killed
Oh, orcs, I hate you so!
There's so many times I sang out songs
So often I ate boars with prongs
I tell you now, that don't mean a thing
In the Pelennor, I'll think of you
Every orc I kill, I kill for you
When I come back, I'll smell so don't say a thing!
So watch me climb on my horse
Tell me that you'll wait, of course
Get my bow and quiver and I'll go
Cause I'll leave for Pelennor Fields
Don't know if I live or get killed
Oh, orcs, I hate you so!
Now the time has come to ride away
To the south I ride to safe the day
Killing some orcs will be oh such a bliss
So dream about boars that we killed
And fun with spear and sword and shield
About that time, think back when I am gone!
So watch me climb on my horse
Tell me that you'll wait, of course
Get my bow and quiver and I'll go
Cause I'll leave for Pelennor Fields
Don't know if I live or get killed
Oh, orcs, I hate you so!
Cause I'll leave for Pelennor Fields
Don't know if I live or get killed
Oh, orcs, I hate you so!