Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Only my obsession, LotR figures,
gerbils, glasses, books, etc. ONLY WRITTEN MY TOOK
NOTE: I have not actually seen the proformance, but I might if it tours. This note and dislcaimer apply to all of it. For the purpose of this, Rosie is in love with Bob Underhill.
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*musical intro, parade, etc. etc.*
*Sam walks on stage, dressed in his normal hobbit-y stuff; the scene in outside Bag-End*
Sam [sung/spoken to music]: I know what my friends are thinking tonight
As home through the shadows they wander
Everyone smiling in secret delight
They stare at Bag-End and ponder
Whenever the wind blows this way
You can almost hear everyone say
"I wonder what Samwise is doing tonight
What merriment is Gamgee pursuing tonight?
The lanterns in the hall, they never burned as bright
I wonder what that Sam is up to tonight
How goes the final hour as he sees the bridal bower being regally and legally prepared?"
Well, I'll tell you what 'that Sam' is doing tonight
He's scared, he's scared
You mean that Hobbit who fought a spider, slashed her in two and mauled her hide-er
Goes to be wedded in terror and distress?
Yes!
A Hobbit who's so calm in battle even his cloak doesn't quiver faces a female petrified with fright?
Right!
You mean that apalling clammering that sounds like a blacksmith hammering is merely the banging of his royal knees?
Please!
You wonder what Samwise is wishing tonight?
He's wishing he were in Buckland fishing tonight
What occupies his time while waiting for the bride?
He's searching high and low for someplace to hide
And, oh, the expectation, the sublime anticipation he must feel about the wedding night to come
Well, I'll tell you what that Sam is feeling tonight
He's numb, he shakes, he quails, he quakes
And that's what that Sam is doing tonight!
NOTE: I have not actually seen the proformance, but I might if it tours. This note and dislcaimer apply to all of it. For the purpose of this, Rosie is in love with Bob Underhill.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*musical intro, parade, etc. etc.*
*Sam walks on stage, dressed in his normal hobbit-y stuff; the scene in outside Bag-End*
Sam [sung/spoken to music]: I know what my friends are thinking tonight
As home through the shadows they wander
Everyone smiling in secret delight
They stare at Bag-End and ponder
Whenever the wind blows this way
You can almost hear everyone say
"I wonder what Samwise is doing tonight
What merriment is Gamgee pursuing tonight?
The lanterns in the hall, they never burned as bright
I wonder what that Sam is up to tonight
How goes the final hour as he sees the bridal bower being regally and legally prepared?"
Well, I'll tell you what 'that Sam' is doing tonight
He's scared, he's scared
You mean that Hobbit who fought a spider, slashed her in two and mauled her hide-er
Goes to be wedded in terror and distress?
Yes!
A Hobbit who's so calm in battle even his cloak doesn't quiver faces a female petrified with fright?
Right!
You mean that apalling clammering that sounds like a blacksmith hammering is merely the banging of his royal knees?
Please!
You wonder what Samwise is wishing tonight?
He's wishing he were in Buckland fishing tonight
What occupies his time while waiting for the bride?
He's searching high and low for someplace to hide
And, oh, the expectation, the sublime anticipation he must feel about the wedding night to come
Well, I'll tell you what that Sam is feeling tonight
He's numb, he shakes, he quails, he quakes
And that's what that Sam is doing tonight!