[Orominuialwen]

*A young, rather stout female Hobbit with curly hair and freckles steps up to the microphone.*

Hello, I'm Oromin from Bywater. I will be singing the popular Buckland folk tune Wreck of the Arnor Queen, based on The Wreck Of The Athens Queen, by Stan Rogers. It's a very fun a bouncy song that pays tribute to the fine pastime of drunken salvaging. (Folk tune; happy Alto voice)


We were drinking down to Maggot's house
When first we heard the blow
It seemed to come from Ripper Rock
So boldly forth we go

And, sure enough, a rusty tub
Could just be barely seen
As her stern was high up in the air
We made out "Arnor Queen"

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen

Now boys, may I remind you,
There's a bottle left inside
So let us go and have a few
And wait until low tide

And if the river's not claimed her
When the glasses are licked clean
We will then set forth some dories, lads,
And see what can be seen

On the lovely Arnor Queen

Some songs and old tall stories then
To help to pass the time
Nor could a single bottle
Keep us all until low tide

And so it was before we left
The house we were at sea
And I scarcely can remember
How we made the Arnor Queen

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen

Oh the waves inside me belly
Were as high as those outside
And though I'm never seasick,
I lost dinner overside

T'was well there was no crew to save
For we'd have scared 'em green
We could scarcely keep ourselves
From falling off the Arnor Queen

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen

Well, Maggot goes straight down below
And comes up with a cow
"Hello", I said, "and what would you
Be wantin' with that now?

"You'll never take a cow home
In a dory on such seas!"
"Well me son," says he, "I've always fancied
Fresh cream in mint tea

On the lovely Arnor Queen."

I headed for the galley, then,
'Cause I was gettin' dry
And glad I was to get there quick
For what should I espy?

Oh what a shame it would have been
For to lose them all at sea
Forty cases of the best Green Dragon
Ale I've ever seen

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen

I loaded twenty cases, boys,
Then headed for the shore
Unloaded them as quick as that
And then pulled back for more

Bolger was headin' for the shore
Though he could scarce be seen
Under near two hundred chickens
And a leather couch of green

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen

So here's to all good salvagers
Likewise to Ripper Rock
And to Green Dragon ale of which
Now we have much stock

We eat a lot of chicken
And sit on a couch of green
And we wait for Ripper Rock
To claim another Arnor Queen

Oh, the lovely Arnor Queen