The summer festival is here, and with it, lots of longshanks invading the Shire ter drink up all our ales! Save them kegs, hobbits!
Best sung to the tune of Drink Little England Dry (yer can find words and midi over on contemplator.com), me own lyrics keep quite a few lines from the original. Not least the lovely "Paddie Widdie" chorus.
Me version was made near two years ago, after yet another festival where big folks descended upon the Shire, threw forced emotes around, slapped each other with fish and generally made a right fuss. Singing this song fer the first time felt... good giggles. It was first performed during Green Dragon Friday sometime in the fall of 2011. The Songburrow Strollers have played it on occasion, most recently at Weatherstock 5.
So, hobbits! As the summer festival is yet again upon us: Remember to disable forced emotes (head to options -> social tab, and make sure that "enable involuntary emotes" is not on) and keep them ale kegs safe. Else, have a grand and lovely summer time!
Oh, and sing along to that chorus: "Paddie Widdie Waddle Widdie Bow Wow Wow"!
Drink the Shire dry
Time to do what's good and right Time to join the fight tonight For the big folk are coming with their heads up high And they swear they'll drink our little Shire dry Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow For the big folk are coming with their heads up high And they swear they'll drink our little Shire dry
They show up at festival time Dressed in coats of ash and grime They all stumble around and holler to the sky And they swear they'll drink our little Shire dry Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow They all stumble around and holler to the sky And they swear they'll drink our little Shire dry
Slapping fish and playing tricks Act their worst by throwing sticks So let's all stay together with our heads held high As we stop them from drinking all the Shire dry Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow So let's all stay together with our heads held high As we stop them from drinking all the Shire dry
Drain your mugs and fill them up Drink that ale from keg and cup For the big folk shall never find our ale or pie And they'll never drink our little Shire dry Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow Paddie, widdie, waddle, widdie, bow, wow, wow For the big folk shall never find our ale or pie And they'll never drink our little Shire dry Time to do what's good and right Time to join the fight tonight They'll never drink the Shire dry
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