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Musical: Lord of the Rings
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[FRODO] There’s an inn of old renown Where they brew a beer so brown Moon came rolling down the hill One Hevnsday night to drink his fill. [FRODO/MERRY] On a three-stringed fiddle there Played the Ostler’s cat so fair The hornèd Cow that night was seen To dance a jig upon the green. Called by the fiddle to the Middle of the muddle where the Cow with a caper sent the Small dog squealing. Moon in a fuddle went to Huddle by the griddle but he Slipped in a puddle and the World went reeling. Downsides went up- hey! Outsides went wide. As the fiddle Played a twiddle And the Moon slept till Sterrenday. Upsides went west- hey! Broadsides went boom. With a twiddle on the fiddle In the middle by the griddle And the Moon slept till Sterrenday. [FRODO] Dish from off the dresser pranced, Found a spoon and gaily danced. [PIPPIN] Horses neighed and champed their bits For the bloodshot Moon had lost his wits. [MERRY] Well, cow jumped over, Dog barked wild, Moon lay prone and sweetly smiled. [SAM] Ostler cried, “Play faster, Cat! [ALL] Because we all want to dance like that.” [FRODO/PIPPIN] Gambol and totter till you’re Hotter than a hatter and you Spin all akimbo Like a windmill flailing. Whirl with a clatter till you Scatter every cotter and the Strings start a-pinging as the World goes sailing. [ALL HOBBITS] Downsides go up- hey! Outsides go wide. You can clatter With your platter But the Moon slept till Sterrenday. Upsides go west- hey! Broadsides go boom. With a batter and a clatter You can shatter every platter But the Moon slept till Sterrenday. Fi-fo-fiddle-diddle Fi-fo-fiddle-diddle Hey-yey-yey-yey-oh-ho Hey-yey-yey-yey-oh-ho Hey-hey-din-gen-do Hey-hey-din-geli-do Hoo-rye-and-hott-a-cott-a ho Hoo-rye-and-hott-a-cott-a ho ho Hott-a-cott-a-hotta-ko Hott-a-cott-a-ko-cott-a-ko-ho Fi-fo-fiddle-diddle-hi-ho Fi-fo-fiddle-diddle-hi-ho Ho fiddlee-ding-galli-do Ho fiddlee-ding-galli-do Hoo-rye-hoo-rye oops-oops- ay! Hoo-rye-hoo-rye oops-oops- ay! Hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-mi-fo-fo Hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-mi-fo-fo Hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-hotta-cotta-mi-fo-fo! Downsides go up- hey! Outsides go wide. With a twiddle on the fiddle In the middle by the griddle And the Moon slept till Sterrenday. Upsides go west- hey! Broadsides go boom. With a batter and a clatter You can shatter every platter But the Moon slept till Sterrenday. [Thanks to Muzzy for corrections]
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