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