Talk:Barrow-downs/@comment-63.248.160.32-20150504060417/@comment-25349720-20150524022526


 * Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling!
 * Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling.
 * Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight,
 * Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight,
 * There my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
 * Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water.
 * Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing
 * Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing?
 * Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o!
 * Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o!
 * Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away!
 * Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day.
 * Tom's going home again water-lilies bringing.
 * Hey! Come derry dol! Can you hear me singing?