There’s a story spreading all across the Shire
A tale of dust and deceit
How that fiend Ted Sandyman set out to mine
‘I’ll get all the ores’
‘I’ll get all the ores’
Old Jacob makes his way To the Three Farthing Stone Strolling down the Stock Road So old and so alone There he stops and stares As tears fill his eys Looking back so sadly A life that passed him by "Where did it all go wrong?", he cried "No hobbit lass is at my side"