Missed Gandalf’s letter saying
“Go to Bree” Am now awaying
Nazgul screeching as I go along
Rode in late about an hour
No good pretending to be Underhill
Accidentally put on that old Ring

Now it’s poor me why me oh me boring
The same old worn out blah blah story
There’s no explanation for it at all

Ain’t no elven reason
No complicated meaning
Ain’t no need to overthink it
Run away, laughing
Prank didn’t go quite like you planned it
We didn’t try very hard to plan it
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is
It happens

My left shoulder got stabbed
I turned green and started to gasp
“To Rivendell!” going there ASAP
Those Black Riders caught up too quickly
Knew that screech the moment it hit me
Then out came Glorfindel and Arween, too
(“No, I’ll save him!”)

But it’s poor me, why me, oh me, boring
The same old worn out blah blah story
There’s no explanation for it at all

Ain’t no elven reason
No complicated meaning
Ain’t no need to overthink it
Run away, laughing
Prank didn’t go quite like you planned it
We didn’t try very hard to plan it
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is
It happens

Yeah, the irrefuable, indisputable, absoluteable, wizards know it, fact is…

It happens.