Keep It Secret, Keep It Safe - Howard Shore

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began

Now far ahead the Road has gone

And I must follow, if I can

Nêbâ

Bîtham

Magâ

Nanê

I tuo, I macil

Nai lelyat túrenna!

Hey ho!

To the bottle I go

To heal my heart and drown my woe

Rain may fall and wind may blow

But there still be many miles to go

Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain

And the stream that falls from hill to plain

But better than rain or rippling brook

Is a mug of beer inside this Took!