In the Middle of the Earth, in the land of Shire
Lives a brave little hobbit whom we all admire
With his long, wooden pipe
Fuzzy, wooly toes
He lives in a hobbit-hole and everybody knows him
Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins
He’s only three feet tall
Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of 'em all!
Now, hobbits are peace-loving folks, you know
They’re never in a hurry and they take things slow
They don’t like to travel away from home
They just like to eat and be left alone!
But one day Bilbo was asked to go
On a big adventure to the caves below
To help some dwarves get back their gold
That was stolen by a dragon in the days of old
Well he fought with the goblins!
He battled a troll!
He riddled with Gollum!
A magic ring he stole!
He was chased by wolves!
Lost in the forest!
Escaped in a barrel from the elf-king's halls!
Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of 'em all!
Now he’s back in his hole in the land of Shire
That brave little hobbit whom we all admire
Just a-sittin' on a treasure of silver and gold
A-puffin' on his pipe in his hobbit-hole!