Pippin's Song
Home is behind
The World ahead
and there are many paths to tread
through sahdows
to the edge of night
until the stars are all alight
mist and shadow
cloud and shade
all will fade... all will... fade
1 of Pippin's Rhymes
Ho! Ho! To the Bottle i go!!
to heal my heart and drown my woe!
Rain may pour and wind may blow
but there still be many miles to go
sweet is the sound of puring rain
and the stram that falls from hill to plain,
but better than rain or a rippling brooke
is a mug of beer inside this Took!!!
