The songsters were met by an awed silence. Then began the steady beat of tankards on the wooden tables as the patrons showed their approval.
A tall, thin, fair-haired Hobbit stood and raised his hands to quiet the crowd. 'Do none of you know the Northern version?' he asked, looking about the crowd.
'Northern version?' asked Dwarin. Miss Violet shrugged her shoulders. Holly grinned at the Dwarf and coming near to the questioning Took, climbed on the table he stood by and offered him a hand up.
Another Took stood and filled in with the drum as the two Hobbits sang out in clear voices.
We-de-de-de, de-de-de-de-de de, we-um-um-a-way
We-de-de-de, de-de-de-de-de de, we-um-um-a-way
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
Deep in Mount Gram the Misty Mountains
The King Orc sleeps tonight
Under Mount Gram the Misty Mountains
The King Orc sleeps tonight
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
Beneath the Greenfields,the quiet Greenfields
Golfimbul sleeps tonight
Under Greenfields, the peaceful Greenfields
Golfimbul sleeps tonight
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
Hush my dear Tooks, don't fear my dear Tooks
The King Orc sleeps tonight
Hush my dear Tooks, don't fear my dear Tooks
The King Orc sleeps tonight
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
A wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh a wimoweh
Round the Shire, the mighty Shire
Bullroarer rides tonight
Sleep my Hobbits, you're safe my Hobbits
Bullroarer rides tonight
We-de-de-de, de-de-de-de-de de, we-um-um-a-way
We-de-de-de, de-de-de-de-de de, we-um-um-a-way
Their voices faded away into the hush of the room. The Took lad bowed to Holly, and she curtsied to him, blushing prettily. Then the band of North-tooks from Long Cleeve stood up as one and raised their pints to the two.
'Drinks all round!' cried the Elder of the group, his rheumy eyes seeing scenes from an old story his mam had told him - the Great Battle of Greenfields, where Bandobras 'Bullroarer' Took defeated a band of marauding Orcs led by Golfimbul, King of the Orcs of Mount Gram.
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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