Merry dol, terry dol, ring-a-ding-dillo
Sand flies in the grass, bees around the willow

Now let the song begin, let us sing together
Of sun, stars, moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather
Light on the budding leaf, dew on the feather
Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather

Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow
Reeds by the shady pool, lilies on the water
Old Tom Bombadil and the river daughter