Darkness Rides the Shire at Night

Darkness rides the Shire at night
Searching for the One
Spreading fear in all its might
But the Ring is gone

Searching high and searching low
The ring he still can smell
But where it is he does not know
But we know all so well

In the woods the hobbits hide
Shadows passing by
Riders on black horses stride
Searching either side

The shadows sense the single Source
They know the ring is near
Laughter's heard and breaks their course
The shadows disappear