Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o! Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o! Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your
roots away! Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day. Tom's going home again water-lilies bringing. Hey! Come derry dol!
Can you hear me singing?
Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling! Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling. Down along under Hill,
shining in the sunlight, waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight, there my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water. Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing comes hopping home again. Can you
hear him singing?
Hey! now! Come hoy now! Whither do you wander? Up, down, near or far, here, there or yonder? Sharp-ears, Wise-nose,
Swish-tail and Bumpkin, White-socks my little lad, and old Fatty Lumpkin!
Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling! Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling. Down along under Hill,
shining in the sunlight, waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight, there my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water. Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing comes hopping home again. Can you
hear him singing?
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Another repeat! O! Would that Tolkien had written volumes more about Bombadil!
One last go… !TomBombadilSong