Get your pony running
Headin’ out to Bag End
Lookin’ for old Bilbo
Read that old book he’s penned.

Yeah, Hobbits, gonna make it happen
Take a trip down to Michel Delving
Gotta check out the Smials and
See the Westfarthing

I like smoking pipeweed
Heavy meals o’mushrooms!
Eatin’ second breakfast
Round windows in all rooms

Yeah, Hobbits, gonna make it happen
Goin’ down to the Green Dragon
Hopin’ the barkeeper there will
Fill up our flagons.

Like a true Hobbit’s child
We were born, born to be Shire
We don’t build so high
I never want to die
Born to be Shire
Born to be Shire

Get your legs a movin’
Goin’ to see the Maggots!
Lives out in the Marish.
He’s got mushrooms, corn and carrots!

Yeah, hobbits, gonna make it happen
Lay the table with lots to eat
Smoke a pipe or two after lunch
Then go comb our feet.

Like a true Hobbit’s child
We were born, born to be Shire
We don’t build too high
I never want to die
Born to be Shire
Born to be Shire