In the middle of the Earth, in the land of the Shire,
Lives a brave little Hobbit whom we all admire.
With his long wooden pipe,
Fuzzy-wuzzy toes,
He lives in a hobbit-hole and everybody knows him:
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins.
Only three feet tall.
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins.
Bravest little Hobbit of them all.
Now Hobbits are peace-loving folk, you know,
They're never in a hurry and they take things slow,
The don't like to travel away from home,
They just like to eat and be left alone,
But one day Bilbo was asked to go,
On a great adventures to the caves below,
To help some Dwarves get back their gold,
That was Stolen by a Dragon in the days of oo-oold,
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins.
Only three feet tall.
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins.
Bravest little Hobbit of them all.
So he fought with the Goblins.
He battled a Troll.
He riddled with Gollum.
A magic ring he stole!
He was chased by dwarves,
lost in the forrest,
excaped in a barrel in the Elf King's ha-aall
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins
Bravest Little Hobbit of them all
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Now he's back in his home in the land of the Shire,
That brave little Hobbit whom we all admire.
Just sitting on a treasure of silver and Gold
A-puffin' on his pipe in his Hobbit hooole,
Bilbo, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins.
Bravest little Hobbit of them all.
