A rangers duty

Lone and far we travel

for all the mysteries unravel


Fallen from nobility and grace we have

oh we Dúnedain strive and fight

forever wandering in the dead of  night


Living off the land roots and berry

oh this tireless responsibility we carry


People scorn and sneer

yet we remain forever near


Travelevers we heal and help

whenever we hear their yelp


Hobbit, Man, Shire or Bree

We protect before you call out of need