By Simbo Rumblebelly Who keeps us hobbits safe and sound? Who looks for trouble day and night? Who'll sort it out when trouble's found? Who'll never run away from fights? The one who's there to put things right And knows the whats the wheres and hows The one whose cloak is smart and white Oh Shirriff we salute you now! With keenest ears, they hear all sounds And sharpest eyes will see all sights When signs of trouble come around They'll face the strife with all their might And nothing ever gives them fright No bead of sweat is on their brow In darkest days they shine a light Oh Shirriff we salute you now! They follow footsteps on the ground To track the thief who came at night Relentless, like the surest hound Not stopping till they're locked up tight No hiding from the Shirriff's sight No sort of mischief is allowed Don't ever think of taking flight Oh Shirriff we salute you now! Shirriff, your star does shine so bright! To serve the Shire; your solemn vow And never hopeless is the plight Oh Shirriff we salute you now! |
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