Gla** Hammer - Sweet Goldberry lyrics

Old Tom Bombadil dozed upon the mound Snored so loud he was heard underground Dreaming was our Tom of his dearest lady fair Sweet Goldberry, dressed with flowers in her hair Sweet Goldberry, fresh as morning dew To the River Woman's daughter I'll remain forever true Old Ghost King in the barrow dank was waiting Chains he was a-rattling while spells he was a making Old Tom Bombadil had better wake form dreaming Of the River Daughter, her smile bright and gleaming Sweet Goldberry, fresh as morning dew To the River Woman's daughter I'll remain forever true Up rose the Barrow Wight with wicked sword a waving Up jumped Bombadil who then began a raving "Go back to your tomb now! Go far away from here! You've woken me from dreaming of my Goldberry dear!" Sweet Goldberry, fresh as morning dew To the River Woman's daughter I'll remain forever true Cursed was the Barrow King, no more he'd be a raising So Tom skipped home to the warm fire a-blazing Goldberry laughed out loud "Tom, how was your resting?" She'd heard all the goings on and surely now was jesting! Sweet Goldberry, fresh as morning dew To the River Woman's daughter I'll remain forever true