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'''Ho! Ho! Ho! To the Bottle I Go''' is a poem found within the chapter "[[A Short Cut to Mushrooms]]" of ''[[The Fellowship of the Ring]]''. According to the chapter, Frodo, Sam, and Pippin have recently left the accompaniment of the High Elves and, to their delight, have found that they "had filled their bottles with a clear drink, pale golden in colour". The liquor lightened their spirits and prompted the following song from Sam and Pippin. | |||
'''Ho! Ho! Ho! To the Bottle I Go''' is a poem found within the chapter "[[A Short Cut to Mushrooms]]" of ''[[The Fellowship of the Ring]]''. | |||
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Latest revision as of 18:51, 14 June 2022
Ho! Ho! Ho! To the Bottle I Go is a poem found within the chapter "A Short Cut to Mushrooms" of The Fellowship of the Ring. According to the chapter, Frodo, Sam, and Pippin have recently left the accompaniment of the High Elves and, to their delight, have found that they "had filled their bottles with a clear drink, pale golden in colour". The liquor lightened their spirits and prompted the following song from Sam and Pippin.
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Ho! Ho! Ho! to the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe.
Rain may fall and wind may blow,
And many miles be still to go,
But under a tall tree I will lie,
And let the clouds go sailing by.
Portrayal in adaptations[edit | edit source]
2001: The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (Extended Edition)
- Merry, Pippin, and Frodo sing the song at the Green Dragon, with slightly altered lyrics that incorporate a small part of The Bath Song:
Hey Ho to the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe
Rain may fall and wind may blow but there'll still be
Many miles to go
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain,
And the stream that falls from hill to plain.
Better than rain or rippling brook,
Is a mug of beer inside this Took.
