Bill Roper (billroper) wrote,
Bill Roper

Son of a Son of Isildur

daisy_knotwise had been kicking this idea around since the first of the LOTR movies came out, but nothing had quite come of it. And late last night, I pulled out my Guild 12 and was playing a bunch of songs. I grabbed the Jimmy Buffett songbook because Gretchen had asked me to work up Cheeseburger in Paradise (which I'm making some progress on). When I was done with that, I flipped pages and found the lyrics and music for Son of a Son of a Sailor.

By the time that Gretchen finished scrawling the lyrics we wrote, it was past 1 AM. And it is either a bad thing or a good thing, depending on exactly how you feel about Lord of the Rings and Jimmy Buffett.

Words by: Gretchen and Bill Roper
Music by: Jimmy Buffett (Son of a Son of a Sailor)

As a son of a son of Isildur,
I went out to live in the forest.
The thought of the crown was just bringing me down
So I ignored all the voices in chorus.
I lived off the land just the way that I planned
And wandered the fields as a Ranger
Wherever I’d go, well then, no one would know
Me as anything more than a stranger.

I’m a son of a son, son of a son,
Son of a son of Isildur.
Son of a sword, easily bored,
A much better fighter than builder.

I was caught in a spell cast in Rivendell
By a woman I still see in visions.
She’s the daughter of Elves and she told me herself
She’d be making a mortal decision.
And I know Lady G from Lothlorian sees
All the world there reflected in water.
So I’m rejecting the woo that poor Eowyn threw
‘Cause I know that G’d know if I caught her.

March off to fight all the Orcs in the night
With the fellowship we have assembled.
Hobbits and Dwarves and ghosts from the wharves
And the Ents making Saruman tremble.

I’m a son of a son, son of a son,
Son of a son of Isildur.
So let Arwen know that my death wasn’t so
‘Cause I know if it was, it’d’ve killed her.

I’m a son of a son, son of a son,
Son of the last king of Gondor.
But it won’t mean a thing if we can’t break the Ring
And Mt. Doom is too damn far to wander.
Tags: filk, lyrics, musings
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