Road To Mordor!

Come gather round the fire tonight,
Raise your cups and sing,
Of the road that wound through shadow lands—
And the fate of the Ring.

From hills of green and Shire-born peace
To mountains crowned with flame,
A band of hearts defied the dark
And carved their mark in fame.

In the quiet fields of The Shire
Where laughter filled the air,
A simple soul was chosen there
A burden great to bear.
Young Frodo took the golden ring
Forged in fires of hate,
And set his feet upon a road
Where few escape their fate.
Chorus (big Irish crowd singalong)
Oh sing of the road to Mordor!
Through shadow, stone, and flame!
Where the bravest hearts of Middle-earth
Would rise against the shame!
Raise your voice for the Fellowship!
For the light that would not fall!
Though darkness marched with iron might—
Hope outshone it all!

A ranger from the northern wild,
A wizard old and wise,
An elf whose arrows kissed the wind
And dwarven battle cries.
A loyal friend named Samwise stood
No fear within his soul,
For sometimes it’s the smallest hands
That shape the greatest role.
[Chorus]
Oh sing of the road to Mordor!
Where the red fires blaze on high!
Where courage walked through ash and smoke
Beneath a burning sky!
Raise your voice for the Fellowship!
Let the tavern rafters ring!
For every soul who faced the dark
To end the Shadow King!
Bridge (slow emotional section)
When hope was thin as spider’s thread
And night consumed the land,
A gardener walked beside his friend
And would not loose his hand.
For crowns and swords may fade with time
And kingdoms fall apart,
But the greatest strength in all the world
Is a faithful heart.
Final Chorus (fast, triumphant)
Oh sing of the road to Mordor!
Let the pipes and fiddles roar!
For the ring was cast in fire at last
And the dark would rule no more!
Raise your cups to Middle-earth!
Let every hearthlight sing!
Of hobbits bold and legends told—
And the ending of the Ring!
Outro (soft whistle)
So when the night grows cold and long
And shadows cross your door—
Remember how the small stood tall
On the road to Mordor.
[Irish Folk Solo]
[Final Chorus]

Traditional Irish folk, pub anthem
Fiddle, bodhrán drum, tin whistle, acoustic guitar,Verses storytelling,crowd chorus