Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| The Ballad of the Tower Guard |
To the tune of The Ballad of the Green Berets by Sgt. Barry Sadler |
| Fighting rangers from the field Fearless men a sword to wield. Men who mean their every word The brave men of the Citadel guard. Put silver trees upon their chests These are men they’re Gondor’s best One hundred men will the Steward assay but few will serve the Tower Guard way. Trained to live off Ithilien’s land trained as sword’s men under Steward’s command Men who fight both fast and hard courage speaks of the Citadel guard. With silver trees upon their chests these are men they’re Gondor’s best. One hundred men the Steward will see but very few will a Tower Guard be. In Minas Tirith a young maid waits her Citadel Guard has met his fate he has died for those distressed leaving her this last request. Put the silver tree on my son’s chest make him one of Gondor’s best He’ll be a man they’ll test one day Have him follow the Tower Guard’s way. |