His name was Sauron,
He forged the One Ring,
In the fires of Mount Doom,
And he cast half the world in gloom.
And when he finished,
He laughed in triumph,
He held the Ring up in the air,
And the Elves all cried, "Not fair!"
Too late; Their fate was sealed,
And though they would not yield,
He had the Eye and he had the army,
And now the Ring to wield,
In Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruin
Where trouble was forever brewin'
Yeah, in Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruuuuuuuin,
But his confidence was a bit too intense
At Mount Oro….
He lost the Ring…
Mount Orodruin…

His name was Frodo,
He had the One Ring
But he knew not what it was,
Until enlisted in the cause.
When Gandalf told him,
He listened closely,
He left the comforts of the Shire,
And went through dangers rather dire,
And then in Rivendell,
He said, "Oh, what the hell,
I'll take it through danger and through hardship,
I'll take it straight to hell,
To Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruin,
Where trouble is forever brewin'
Yeah, in Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruuuuuin
I'll leave today and I'll go all the way
To Mount Oro… "
He kept his word…
Mount Orodruin…

(musical interlude)

His name is Frodo,
He was a hero,
But the folks ignore him now,
They don't understand just how,
The Darkness touched him,
And stayed within him,
The Ring ate at his soul,
And he'll never feel quite whole,
Not since the Cracks of Doom,
Which were almost his tomb,
The Ring went into the Fire,
But just who burned whom?
At Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruin,
Where trouble was forever brewin'
Yeah, at Mount Oro-- Mount Orodruuuuin,
It was his sacrifice and he still pays the price
At Mount Oro…
He lost the Ring…
Mount Orodruin…