The Barrow-Downs Birthday Party Musical Guest Book

[Estelyn Telcontar]

(Note: This thread is a companion to the Barrow Birthday Party thread. It is located on this forum temporarily to be in the vicinity of its companion thread and will be moved to the Mirth forum when the party ends. Those who then wish to add their musical greetings may continue to do so there.)

This guestbook is our present for The Barrow-Wight; we wish to thank and honour him for the wonderful forum he founded five years ago! Please do so with a Barrow (or Middle-earth) version of a song - you may use only the title or quote appropriate original or changed parts of the lyrics.


Here is my contribution:

Under the Barrow

Under the Barrow
Away from the Yellow Face
Under the Barrow
Discussing WK's mace
Under the Barrow
Whether serious or fun
Under the Barrow
We'll never be done
Haunting the Barrow.


Happy Birthday, Barrow-Downs! Die long and prosper!

Estelyn

[THE Ka]

Here's a bit of loverly lyrics for you all and of course, BW.

Barrow Picnic

When I find the living a bore there's a place I go,
I answer the ghoul,
Go over the wall,
Where the barrows are all in a row,
Mind the trees get down on my knees,
There's a hole in the hill,
I look around that I won't be found,
And sit down next to it's grave.

If you squirm at the barrow worm,
This is no place for thee,
Or if you fright at the mere sight,
of the corpse of our Bethberry,
If you fear there's something you hear,
A heart beating under the hill,
Still your heart there's no need to start,
It's just me having tea with Piosenniel.

Sit here on the ground,
Dead hobbits in the trees all around you,
Come enter this land,
Take this Book in your hand.

If you find the living a bore,
There's a place you can go,
Answer the ghoul,
Go over the wall,
Where the barrows are all in a row,
Mind the trees get down on your knees,
Sneak in just like The Phantom,
Look around though you won't be found,
It's just you, Barrow Wight and me.

I tried to add as many names from our beloved forum, and that of middle earth in and around the downs. Happy Deathday Barrow Downs Forum!

~ Musical Ka

[Hilde Bracegirdle]

To the Wight in White Satin with thanks!

(to the tune of: Nights In White Satin by the MOODY BLUES,
Beautiful Lyrics slightly butchered by one Hilde Bracegirdle)

Roaming the Barrow-downs,
Never reaching the end,
Posts I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Passages I’d always missed
With these eyes before,
Just how canonical the Silm. is
I can't say anymore.

But I love it,
Yes, I love it,
And it is HoME here.

Gazing at wights,
Some hand in hand,
Some post I’ve read,
I just can’t understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want it to be
It will be in the end.

But I love it,
Yes, I love it,
And it is HoME here.

[littlemanpoet]

(apologies to Peter Gabriel)

you could have a grond ram
if you'd just lay down your orcs
you could have a nazgul flying
if you bring your doom sky back

all you do is call me
I'll be any Ring you need

you could have a big mumak
going up and down, all around Pelenno
you could have a hundred wargs, howling,
this abuse just never ends

all you do is call me
I'll be any Ring you need

I want to use a dwarven hammer
why don't you call for Dain
oh let me use a dwarven hammer
this could be the best, if only

show me round your hobbit hole
'cos I will drink your honey and tea
open up your hobbit hole
where the tea is precisely at three

I want to use a dwarven hammer
why don't you call for Dain
you'd better use a dwarven hammer
put your axe at rest
I'm going to use a dwarven hammer
this could be the best, if only
I've got a dwarven hammer
let there be no doubt about it

dwarf! dwarf! dwarven hammer

I've seen a dragon
shed its skin
then came the new stuff
it went prancing in, it went prancing in
oh won't you show your Ring
and I will show you mine
show me your Ring and I will show you mine
yea yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I do mean Rings
only Rings
they've been coming through
going to build that power
build, build up that power, hey
I've been feeding the dragon
I've been feeding the dragon
going to feel that power build in him

yeah yeah yeah
all day and night
et cetera

[Oddwen]

A song, for his Mighty-Wightiness.
To the tune of "Even Flow" by Pearl Jam.


B-Wight, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete
Oh hopin', maybe he'll see a little better set of posts
And he heads down, faces that he sees are a little bit familiar
Oh Mirthies, he can't stand when they're off-topic and insane

Barrow-downs
Thoughts arrive like Balrog-wings
Oh, no-one knows
So they talk of them all day-ay-ay
Someday they'll
They'll talk pointy ears again
Ears again

Formless, streams of sad sounds against the morning now bereaved
Oh, never more to wake until the Sun and Moon are dead
Feelin', understands the weather or that Bombadil's on his way
Oh ceilings, cave in and fall when stupid rhyming words are said

Barrow-downs
Thoughts arrive like Balrog-wings
Oh, no-one knows
So they talk of them all day-ay-ay
Someday they'll talk pointy ears again
Typing hands, carry him away
Him away, him away
Yeah!

[Thenamir]

The humble contribution of Thenamir

Congratulations on five great years!

(To the tune of Don McLean's "American Pie")

A long long time ago, In a darkened barrow-way,
A wight was sleeping, nightmare-like
Dreaming of his former chance to squish those men like little ants
Away up in the North near Deadman's Dike

The men of Westernesse did quiver
And many foes did he de-liver
But then he made a misstep
And fell without one more step

The wight awoke and then he cried,
Not sad, but lo, for joy inside,
He loves it in the afterlife,
The day B W died.

My, my this here Barrow-wight guy
He can party really hearty once he opens his eyes,
He slept too long, but this party still flies
Singin' "Hey man, all your ale kegs are dry!"
"Hey man, all your ale kegs are dry!"

[Orominuialwen]

Take the Ring
(To the tune of Drive My Car, by the Beatles)
By myself and my brother, High King Fingolfin

I asked young Frodo what he wanted to be,
He said "Gandalf, can't you see?
I want adventures, like uncle Bilbo
Even though I don't know where to go."

Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or aid to Sauron it will bring.
Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or Sauron will get it.

I told Frodo that his prospects were good,
And he said "Gandalf, it's understood
Being a hobbit is all very fine
But will this show me a better time?"

Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or aid to Sauron it will bring.
Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or Sauron will get it.

Hobbits 'n' hobbits, yeah!

Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or aid to Sauron it will bring.
Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or Sauron will get it.

I told young Frodo he could start right away
And he said "Listen Gandalf, I got something to say
I wield no ring and it's breaking my heart
But I am a bearer and that's a start."

Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or aid to Sauron it will bring.
Frodo you must take the Ring,
Or Sauron will get it.

Hobbits 'n' hobbits, yeah!
Hobbits 'n' hobbits, yeah!

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Of the many poems I added to the proceedings, this was my favourite;

Now, once, although his time is long due
There was old man, dressed in blue
he never wandered far from his home
There were many, who would pick a bone,
With him while he still had time
So he'd sit and wait till the weather was fine.

He'd dance about while some made a toast,
to the business of the one who'd boast,
No one would catch the old man in his land
But there are no battlements that are manned

While the old dogs howl with sadness
We know that the willow grows in madness
No one has ever caught him, he's the master
Do you know him? No one is faster.
He'll never be seen down by a mill,
His name is Tom Bombadill!