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piosenniel · 11-21-2002, 04:35 AM

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.

11-21-2002, 04:35 AM	#11
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	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. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.