Truckin', sung to the tune of "Truckin" by the Greatful Dead

Truckin', to Crickhollow we go.
Walkin' all day, we can't afford to go slow.
Black Riders, but their faces don't show.
We just keep truckin' on…

What in the world ever became of Bilbo,
He had the Ring, and he couldn't settle down.
Some people said that he had too much of a good thing.
Mad Baggins is gone if you take a look all around.

Walkin', just-a East of Bree.
Movin', from the Riders we flee.
Weathertop, that's the place we should be.
And just keep walkin' on…

Elrond, we're in Rivendell.
Restin' my shoulder, gonna rest for a spell.
Gandalf's calling and the Council bell.
Gotta keep walkin' on…

Sometimes the lights aren't shinin' on me.
With this Ring I can barely see.
Lately it occurred to me.
What a long strange trip it's been.

Following Gandalf through the vast darkness of Moria.
When we saw the Balrog we couldn't do a thing.
"Fly you fools!" said Gandalf as he started fallin'.
But I didn't notice if the great Balrog had wings.

Runnin', here we go again.
Aragorn says we go to Lorien.
Galadriel and Celeborn are friends
But we must keep runnin' on….

Busted, down-a Rurous way.
Aragorn says all his choices have strayed.
Uruk-hai, I think they went this way.
But they just kept runnin' on….

Sometimes the lights aren't shinin' on me.
And this ring is getting very heavy.
I feel Sauron's Eye on me.
What a long strange trip it's been.

Climbin' the stairs towards the tower of Gorgor.
Shelob's upon us and Gollum is no where in sight.
We see the plain of Gorgoroth in front of us lyin'
We will keep going when can get over our fright.

Sneakin', hope the end will come soon.
Marchin', with an orc-filled platoon.
That's it, we see the Cracks of Doom.
Gotta keep climbing on…

Walkin', now we're going home.
All's at peace, now that the Ring is gone.
But I know that I no longer belong,
And I'll just keep sailin' on….