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This one's not wonderful either, but its still one of my favourites.
(oh Christmas tree)
Oh Inn At Bree
Oh inn at bree, oh inn at Bree,
Your name's the Prancing Pony
Oh inn at Bree, oh inn at Bree,
Can we come in for a drinky?
The fellowship killed some time there,
Only the hobbits (short with curly hair),
They had to flee, they had to flee,
But with Strider for company.