Back when I was just a lad, seems like only yesterday
When out of the blue this fellow rolls up, this peddler in gray
Bringing with him fireworks in blue and green
That burst into the finest displays ever seen
Thunderous golden showers fit for kings and queens
But today he fell from our sight
Today he put the Balrog to flight
Today we lost our guiding light
Our friend Gandalf the Grey
With this grey pilgrim, our way seemed clear
His trumpet-voice chased away all doubt and fear
Back bent with a load of unknown size
He still has a great many surprise
And tales gathered upon the road
This lord among the wise
But today he fell from our sight
Today he put the Balrog to flight
Today we lost our guiding light
Our friend Gandalf the Grey
His thorny staff became a fiery brand
Against the Balrog he took a mighty stand
And fought with his deadly sword
But we no longer have his healing hand
As today he fell from our sight
Today he put the Balrog to flight
Today we lost our guiding light
Our friend Gandalf the Grey
Farewell dear Gandalf the Grey