The Shire

A Song by S. Gamgee

Where long ago elves did roam
Is now the Hobbits’ home.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

Luscious green hills,
Quaint little mills.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

Down by the meadows
Where the party tree grows.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

There lives my Rosie
In a home warm and cosy.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

Where hobbits dwell
You’ll soon get well.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

There the seed I’ll plant
To grow a garden so grand.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

I miss the garden at Bag End
I miss tilled earth and farmland.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.

Here all seems so wrong
To the Shire I belong.
Place of my desire
O Lovely Shire.