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Carols of Middle-earth: 3. Steward Roasting on an Open Fire
To the tune of 'Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire'
Steward roasting on an open fire
Flames consuming all his woes
Cries for aid that are made by his squire
Can’t rob him of his last repose
Everybody knows that Faramir has been laid low
Boromir has left the fight
Gondor’s allies are coming too slow
And Aragorn’s still out of sight
He knows that Sauron’s on his way
With hordes of men and orcs and beasts in his array
When with the Palantír he’s gone to spy
He’s seen the West will fail and everyone will die
And so the Steward here will end his days
His pyre a fiery adieu
But though he is dead and his city ablaze
Up Anduin comes hope anew.
Steward roasting on an open fire
Flames consuming all his woes
Cries for aid that are made by his squire
Can’t rob him of his last repose
Everybody knows that Faramir has been laid low
Boromir has left the fight
Gondor’s allies are coming too slow
And Aragorn’s still out of sight
He knows that Sauron’s on his way
With hordes of men and orcs and beasts in his array
When with the Palantír he’s gone to spy
He’s seen the West will fail and everyone will die
And so the Steward here will end his days
His pyre a fiery adieu
But though he is dead and his city ablaze
Up Anduin comes hope anew.
