The Nazgul Song

Am C A lone Nazgul went riding out one dark and windy day. Am C Upon a horse he rode, he met eight others on the way. Am They were bruised to bits at Bruinen, their horses purified, F Am So Sauron gave them pterosaurs, now hear their lonely cry: Am C Am Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings, F Am Ghost riders in the sky. Am C They searched the marshes over, for the ring was what they craved. Am C They had once been mighty lords of men, but now they were depraved. Am He gave them rings but kept The One and pulled off quite a scam. F Hey, it's a pyramid of vile control. Am A bit like buying Amway. Am C Am Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings, F Am Ghost riders in the sky. Am C They searched the wide world over and they hunted many lands. Am C But they couldn't find their zombie ass with their skeletal hands. Am They couldn't find the hobbits, thought they tried most everything, F Am For Frodo pulled a cunning stunt, and switched on silent ring. Am C Am Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings, F Am Ghost riders in the sky. Am C The old Witch King of Angmar, he led this evil band. Am C They said tht he could not be killed by any hand of man. Am He began to think there might be loopholes in this prophecy F Am When he couldn't get insurance for shooting film three. Am C Am Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings, F Am Ghost riders in the sky. Am C So Sauron paid good money for this military machine. Am C A useless as deck-chairs on a Collin's submarine. Am For they're bound to ride forever on those things up in the sky, F Am Searching for their masters ring, now hear their lonesome cry: N.C. (Whistle) Here Hobbit Hobbit Hobbit. Here Hobbit. N.C. Nice apple. Nice apple Hobbit. Here Hobbit! Am C Am Wraiths on wings, wraiths on wings, F Am Ghost riders in the sky.