Tom Bombadil's Song, Hey Dol! Merry Dol! - Tolkien Ensemble

Hey dol!

merry dol!

ring a dol dillo!

Ring a dong!

hop along!

fal lal the willow!

Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!

Hey!

Comes 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-womans daughter,

Slender as the willow-wand, clearer then the water.

Old Tom Bombadil water-lillies bringing

Comes hopping home again.

Can you hear him singing?

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-lillies bringing.

Hey!

Come derry dol!

Can you hear me singing?

Hop along, my little friends, up the Withywindle!

Tom’s going on ahead candels for the kindle.

Down west sinks the Sun: soon you will be groping.

When the night-shadows fall, then the door will open,

Out of the window-panes light will twinkle yellow.

Fear no alder black!

Heed no hoary willow!

Fear neither root nor bough!

Tom goes on before you.

Hey now!

merry dol!

We’ll be waiting for you!

Hey!

Come derry dol!

Hop along, my hearties!

Hobbits, ponies all!

We are found of parties.

Now let the fun begin!

Let us sing together!

Now let the song begin!

Let us sing together

Of sun, stars, moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather,

Light of the budding leaf, dew on the feather,

Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather,

Reeds by the shady pool, lillies on the water:

Old Tom Bombadil and the River-daughter!