Bree might be an odd little place
Big folk, small folk, in harmony
I try to be the best of hosts
(And) welcome all to the Prancing Pony
I can offer both food and warmth
Beds and stables can be found
You're lucky 'cause despite this night
I had a room left with windows round
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Hobbits from the Shire I guessed
You stepped inside from the outside gloom
I felt there were things I should say
For you we found both rest and room
I'm the keeper of this very inn
The name is Barliman Butterbur
You had reasons not disclosing your name
When you greeted me little sir
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Horses gone, you will have to walk
Who will help you on your journeys?
Even though it disturbs a lot
We found a poor creature at Bill Ferney's
I'll do my best to help you now
Take these coins, that's my will
We'll cover your tracks as you go
I won't blow your cover mister Underhill
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Angaudlinn - A Raid at the Pony Lyrics
Angaudlinn - A Raid at the Pony Lyrics
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Bree might be an odd little place
Big folk, small folk, in harmony
I try to be the best of hosts
(And) welcome all to the Prancing Pony
I can offer both food and warmth
Beds and stables can be found
You're lucky 'cause despite this night
I had a room left with windows round
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Hobbits from the Shire I guessed
You stepped inside from the outside gloom
I felt there were things I should say
For you we found both rest and room
I'm the keeper of this very inn
The name is Barliman Butterbur
You had reasons not disclosing your name
When you greeted me little sir
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Horses gone, you will have to walk
Who will help you on your journeys?
Even though it disturbs a lot
We found a poor creature at Bill Ferney's
I'll do my best to help you now
Take these coins, that's my will
We'll cover your tracks as you go
I won't blow your cover mister Underhill
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Big folk, small folk, in harmony
I try to be the best of hosts
(And) welcome all to the Prancing Pony
I can offer both food and warmth
Beds and stables can be found
You're lucky 'cause despite this night
I had a room left with windows round
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Hobbits from the Shire I guessed
You stepped inside from the outside gloom
I felt there were things I should say
For you we found both rest and room
I'm the keeper of this very inn
The name is Barliman Butterbur
You had reasons not disclosing your name
When you greeted me little sir
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Horses gone, you will have to walk
Who will help you on your journeys?
Even though it disturbs a lot
We found a poor creature at Bill Ferney's
I'll do my best to help you now
Take these coins, that's my will
We'll cover your tracks as you go
I won't blow your cover mister Underhill
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Disaster struck, what a horrible sight
There was a raid at the Pony last night
I cannot believe what I see
How could this have happened in Bree?!
I cannot believe what they say
We're friendly folk, this is not our way
I cannot believe what I hear
Your room has been raided, you're hunted I fear!
Writer: Jesper Ödemark
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid