The Three Farthing's Songbook

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

A big book sits in the Lumpy Pumpkin, a songbook meant to liven up the tavern and allow even those with the worst memory to sing a song! 

 

We live in the Lenfarthing where there's ale to go around,

We live in the Lenfarthing where the peaceful ri-i-ivers sound,

As you walk through the valley, they trickle on their way,

and you can't but help feel yourself having a better day, HEY!

 

The other pages are empty... A note sitting on the book suggests that you write down your own songs!

 

(Feel free to add your rhymes and shenanigans to the Songbook, so we can have some merry songs to sing at parties! Cheers!)

 

 

[Aislin 4354]

Gronkk begins to sing loudly, out of key and lacking pitch or harmony.

 

YUB NUB YUB NUB

DER WUZ HALFLING NAYM BUB

WUB WUB WUB WUB

NAOW HE AMZ DED

GRONKK EET HIM

YUB NUB YUB NUB

[Heff 2460]

Fumble Willowbottom scribbles his new song into the songbook, telling of his joyful day. He says to himself.

"Maybe udder 'obbits sing 'bout me!"

 

 

Once dere was a 'aflin' name' Fumble

He go on 'ventures a' day!

 

Once dere was a 'aflin' name' Fumble

He slay gobos all day!

 

Once dere was a 'aflin' name' Fumble!
He throw egg at big man!

Because big man no smart!

 

Once dere was a 'alflin' name' Fumble

He had a jolly good day!
 

[Hanrahan 2983]

 

C’mere all ye all Hobbits

*Adapted from Rouges Galleries ‘Fathom the Bowl’*

 

C’mere all yeh’ Hobbits, Give an’ Ear te’me Song!

 

We’ll be singin’ th’ praise ‘o good mead an’ fair Rum!

 

It’s a foine clear blue day an’ near Lenfarthin’ doth’ Rooll..

 

“Gi’ me’ th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

 

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“From Auvergna’ we do git’ Brandy, from th’ Bay do comes Rum!”

 

“Sweet Oranges an’ Apples from th’ Isle o’ th’ Cats,”

 

“But stouts an’ sweet coiders our Farthin’s controool..”

 

“Gi’ me’ th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

 

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“Th’ Wizard’s out ‘te git me, when am’ busy an’ lean, he does wha’ he wants an’ he say wot he please, he’s a righ’ livin’ nightmare an’ black as th’ coal…

“Gi’ me’ th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

 

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“Th’ Big’folk they do lyin’, an’ th’ folks  tha’ we see, with war in their head, bu’ wha’ matter do thee?

 

It’s a foine clear blue day an’ near Lenfarthin’ doth’ Rooll..

“Gi’ me’ th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!

 

“Sah’ C’mon ye’ Fair ‘Obbits, Give an’ Ear te’me Song!

 

We’ll be singin’ th’ praise ‘o good mead an’ fair Rum!

 

It’s a foine clear blue day an’ near Lenfarthin’ doth’ Rooll..

 

“Gi’ me’ th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

 

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

“I’d fill it te’ full!”

“Gi’ me th’ Fair tankard, I’ll fill it te’ full!”

 

 

 

[cman64 66]

Fredegar thinks for a moment before writing his song

 

The travel hard and heavy

the nights long dreary

just waiting to have a nice old-

 

ale, ale ,ale ,ale ale, ale, ale!

 

The night go on!

The sadness is gone!

The songs are sung!

And the bells are rung!

 

just after a nice old-

 

ale, ale ale ale, ale, ale, ale!

 

The men laugh!

The men sing!

They make toasts,

They make roasts,

They may talk about the lovely cooassst......

 

just after a nice old-

 

ale, ale ale ale ale, aaaalllllllllleeeee!

 

Wooo!

 

Ale

[Benny_Fool 80]

Inside the songbook, Felix scribbles down a song he wrote for a dear friend.

 

I've heard the tale of wheat and ale

I'm heading off to the Dales

To Lenfarthing

Oh what joy does it bring!

 

Flaxen fields, and flaxen hair

Oh do all the ladies look so fair

In Lenfarthing

Where merry haflings sing!

 

Friends carousing around the hearth

Laughing, and drinking with such mirth

In Lenfarthing

Where full tankards cling!

 

Simples days spent in the sun

in the fields where little folk run

To Lenfarthing!

Where true happiness is a thing!

[Major Tom 139]

​After a wonderful night of ale drinking and merriment, Posco notices the book and begins to jot down his favorite drinking song.

 

A Drunkard's Song

 

Oh! 'Lo! To the bottle I go!

To down me drink!

And drown me woe!

 

Oh! 'Lo! The tankards clink!

I down my drink!

And there I goooooooooo!

 

Oh! 'Lo! I ferget this song

So now I be far too drunk!

 

La la la li la la la di da da di da do!

Li lalalala la li da di dai dai do!

 

(At which point ye can sing just about anything ye would like)

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Yokey writes down inane scribbles illegible to even the most profound of scholars. He was obviously very intoxicated.

[Dalek348 1962]

My Lumpy Pumpkin, oh Lumpy Pumpkin,

You make me happy when skies are grey,

So f uck your Horen, and f uck your Malin,

Please don't take my Pumpkin away!

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.