Rah, Rah - Goooooo Fight!

Rousing Battle Songs of Arda

1. The Rider's Song

   
   
   
The Riders Song We're not so old as the Sea-Kings’ Men But not so green with our reins We had the honor at Celebrant Of meeting the Riders of Wains Twas Eorl, Brego, Aldor, Gram And Helm that led us then And after five hundred and nine long years We’re fighting with Gondor again! Old Days! The wild swans are flighting Head to the storm as they faced it before! For where there are Riders there's bound to be fighting, And when there's no fighting, we’re Riders no more Riders no more! The fashion's all for grey steeds now, But down the river great, We rode on horses black as night, With Gondor's aid our fate. We’ve stayed within our borders strong Our herds, so great they grow The half of Arda knows our fame As all the Riders know. Old Days! The wild swans are flying Head to the storm as they faced it before! Where there are Riders there's memory undying, And when we forget, we are Riders no more Riders no more! From the mountains down to Celebrant Limlight to water’s ridge The ancient days come back no more Than water under the bridge But the bridge it stands and the water runs As red as yesterday And the Riders move to the sound of the horns Like salmon to the sea. Old days! The wild swans are ranging, Head to the storm as they faced it before Where there are Riders their hearts are unchanging For when they are changed we are Riders no more. Riders no more. We’re not so old as the Sea-Kings' Men But we’re not so new in the ring For we rode with our packs for Cirion When Eorl was our King. But Éomer’s our leader now And we’re King Théoden’s men And after five hundred and nine long years We’re fighting with Gondor again. Oh, Mundberg, and did we stand by you Then life was made splendid with gifts and rewards? Ah, Sunlend! And will we deny you In time of your agony, Mother of Swords? Old Days! The wild swans are flighting Head to the storm as they faced it before For where there are Riders; there’s loving and fighting And when we stop either, We’re Riders no more Riders no more. ++++++++++ The original of this is "The Irish Guards" by Rudyard Kipling Text here The Irish Guards scroll down to the second poem on the page This is best sung. Original melody by Michael Longcor can be heard at Firebird Arts and Music Scroll down to the CD "Drunken Angel". And many thanks to Tanaqui. A generous portion of the above is her work!

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

   
   
   

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Author: Gwynnyd

Status: Beta

Completion: Ongoing Serial

Rating: General

Last Updated: 11/03/04

Original Post: 11/03/04

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