Gla** Hammer - The Old Troll lyrics

Beneath a bridge on the eastern road And not too far from Bree The Old Troll hides and waits for you He'll drink your blood for tea! He'll grind your skull to make a stew And if there's anything left of you The wolves will feast upon your bones The birds'll have the rest Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee Just beyond the town of Bree Tarry there and you may see The Old Troll make his supper If ya ever travel east I'm sure he'd like to meet'cha He'll share with you a heady brew And then he'll try to eat'cha Dwarves he thinks a dainty treat Men he likes the most to eat Hobbits he would love to try But he can never catch 'em Hi Ho and Hey Diddle-Dee Just beyond the town of Bree Tarry there and you may see The Old Troll make his supper