Lyrics by Corli
Inspired by the song "Hard Knock Life" from "Annie"
It's a hobbit life for us
It's a hobbit life for us
'Stead of lembas, we eat pie
'Stead of water, we drink rye
It's a hobbit life.
Farming, that's what hobbits do
Farming, that's our dream come true
Tending vineyards (clap clap) to make wine
Raising pipeweed (clap clap) to feel fine
It's a hobbit life.
No one's pierced by a quiver full of arrows
No one's stomped by an oliphaunt stampede
No one's shrieks send a chill down to your marrow
Or make your horse go running at full speed.
No one's stabbed in their beds when they are sleeping
No one's trapped by a spider in her web
No one's stripped of their hope and left a-weeping
In the Shi-ire we're all happy and well-fed.
Oh!
It's a hobbit life
Shish-kebab-it life
Milk and honey life
Always sunny life.
Big folk, no, they're never here
They'd bring trou-ble, yes, it's clear
No one's burned up on a pyre
When you're living in the Shire
It's a hobbit life,
it's a hobbit life
It's -- a -- hob -- bit -- life!
