There once was a man named Smeagle...
Mountain-dwelling rascalfarian folkrocker, poet, deep-thinker, spiritual but not religious guitarist and songwriter with 2 CD releases, one poetry book, and a f
Story behind the song
I'd finally gotten the knack of writing story songs, and wanted to write a classic ballad, laden with drama and friendly advice. Our unpopular friend from The Lord of The Rings was a perfect subject.
Lyrics
There once was a man named Smeagle who lived in a hobbit hole
He was happy as a little beagle 'til a thing from down below
caught his eye and he knew he alone must have it
His friend and he they struggled, they fought with gasping breath
And for that thing Mr. Smeagle paid with his friends death
Woe, o woe, to the friend and to the foe
Who loves the precious ring, the power, the thing
Woe, o woe, to the one who loves the thing
For then my friend a thing he shall become
There once was a man named Smeagle who turned himself in two
And if you aren't careful, you've done it. to you
One is good, one is bad
One controls, ones been had
One is faithful, one is true
One is very tricky when one is two!
For there's one to serve, and one to steal
One's not sure if one is real
One to stand, one to fall
One to rule, one to rule them all!
There once was a man named Smeagle who lived in a hobbit hole
He was happy as a little beagle 'til a thing from down below
Caught his eye and he knew he alone must have it!
Like Cain, like Abel, brothers met at the table
Like Abel, like Cain, pleasure gave way to pain
And never, never, never, never again will it be the same
Woe, o woe, to the friend and to the foe
Who loves the precious ring, the power, the thing
Woe, o woe, to the one who loves the thing,
For then my friend a thing he shall become: The Golum!
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