(lyric and music copyright & 2001 UFF DA PRO)

Looking for Tom Bombadil, Bombadil
He knows the way to Rivendell
And I guess he always will
He's somewhere in the forest working hard
And singing still, that's why
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

They're singing songs and telling tales
At the Prancing Pony Inn
But Tom he never ever stops
To tell us where he's been
His home is in the forest, among the daffodils
And he loves home cooking
That's exactly why we're looking for Tom Bombadil

Looking for Tom Bombadil, Bombadil
He knows the way to Rivendell
And I guess he always will
He's somewhere in the forest working hard
And singing still, that's why
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

Making merry with Goldenberry in the hills so far away
With his yellow boots and his golden flute
And a Hey-diddle-o-lee-day
We need his wit and wisdom
We'd never get our fill so,
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

Looking for Tom Bombadil, Bombadil
He knows the way to Rivendell
And I guess he always will
He's somewhere in the forest working hard
And singing still, that's why
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

So quick throw on your rucksacks and we'll start before it's late
And pray that we can find that peaceful path to his back gate
So button up your overcoat and lace your boots up tight
And maybe we can find him if we're not too far behind him
And before day turns to night.

Looking for Tom Bombadil, Bombadil
He knows the way to Rivendell
And I guess he always will
He's somewhere in the forest working hard
And singing still, that's why
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

Looking for Tom Bombadil, Bombadil
He knows the way to Rivendell
And I guess he always will
He's somewhere in the forest working hard
And singing still, that's why
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil
We keep on looking, keep on looking for
Tom Bombadil

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