The Steward of Gondor
Pippin

Home is behind
The world ahead
And there are many paths to treat
Through shadow
To the edge of night
Untill the stars are all alight
Mist and shadows
Cloud and shade
All shall fade

Brew Song
Merry + Pippin

You can drink your fancy ales,
You can drink them by the flagon,
But the only brew for the brave and true,
Comes from the Green Dragon