We're the Race of Men, Conquer valleys and glens. We build huge towers in the sky. We're strong and we're bold, Though it be hot or cold We'll fight everyone till we die. Oh, we'll never give up the mountain, As long as hope remains. And you will never see A race as old as we…. We're the race of Dwarves In dark caverns we forge And shape the ore that we mine. We're stout with beards, But give us a beer, And we'll drink to the gold that we find. Oh, we'll never give up the mountain As long as there's money to be made. And you will never see, A race as old as we…. We're the race of Elves In forests we dwell At one with earth and the sky. We're the race first born And our only concern Is how close to our gardens you lie. Oh, we'll never give up the mountain At least until our time is done. And you will never see, A race as old as we… We're the race of Ents, And we're what was meant When they said there are shepherd's to trees. We've been stuffy and slow Since our women left home And many of us have fallen asleep. But we'll never give up the mountain. Our trees are there to defend. And you will never see A race as old as trees… I am Tom Bombadill. I can never stand still. There's too many Creatures to see. I've many songs to sing And a wife in the stream So whistle a diddle-diddle to call me. Oh, I'll never give up the mountain. Or say I'm the oldest alive. For you'll probably see A hobbit climbing a tree… And it won't even matter diddle [whistle] And it won't even matter diddle [whistle] And it won't even matter diddle [whistle] … how high!