Chorus:
Hey, ho, to the bottle I go,
To heal my heart & drown my woe!
Rain may fall & wind may blow,
But there still beeeeee many miles to go!
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain,
And stream that falls from hill to plain!
Better than rain or rippling brook,
Is a mug of beer inside this Took!
Strange & dark is the world outside,
But in the pub we´ve naught to hide!
With lots of ale, & barley wine,
This evenin´ is surpassin´ fine!
Harvest´s in & cold without,
An´ hobbits strong are hobbits stout!
Naught to fear, & naught to think,
For hobbits nowwww have ale to drink!
(chorus)
The Shire lays right down to sleep,
In slumber long & slumber deep!
Hushed be hobbit lass & lad,
With faces plump & faces glad!
A land of peace & a hobbit hole
And in a pouch a pipeweed roll!
Never falter, never fear,
For the Shire will always be here!
(chorus twice)
Billy Boyd Ringtones