Luyện nghe bài hát Hobbit Drinking Medley

Oh you can far and wide,
You can the whole town dry,
But you'll never find a so brown,
Oh you'll find a beer so brown,
As the one we in our hometown,
As the one we in our hometown.
You can your fancy ales,
You can them by the flagon,
But the only for the brave and true...
.Comes from the Dragon!!

Hey! Ho! to the I go
To my heart and drown my woe.
Rain may and wind may blow,
But there still be miles to go,
Sweet is the sound of the rain,
And the stream that from hill to plain.
Better than rain or brook,
Is a mug of beer this Took.

Blunt the knives, the forks
Smash the bottles and the corks
Chip the glasses and crack the
That's what Bilbo hates!

Cut the cloth, on the fat
Leave the on the bedroom mat
the milk on the pantry floor
Splash the on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling
Pound them up with a pole
When you're finished, if are whole
Send them the hall to roll
That's what Bilbo hates!

There is an inn, a old inn
an old grey hill,
And they brew a beer so brown
the Man in the Moon himself came down
one to drink his fill.
The has a tipsy cat
plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and he saws his bow,
Now high, now purring low,
now in the middle.
So the cat on his played hey-diddle-diddle,
a jig would wake the dead:
He squeaked and and quickened the tune,
While the landlord sthe Man in the
"It's three!" he said.
Now quicker the went deedle-dum-diddle;
the dog to roar,
The cow and the stood on their heads;
The guests all bounded from their
and upon the floor.
The round rolled behind the hill,
as the Sun up her head.
She hardly believed her fiery
For it was day, to her suprise
they all back to bed.