At the Sign of the Prancing Pony 歌词

A house and a meeting place For talkative folk ... The Inn of Bree, they say Is a home away from home ... Travelers come ... Travelers go ... Them as still can travel on The old East Road ... At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o Song and laughter Is the usual way ... With food and drink If you don't mind the wait ... The conversation Carries on until late ... "Strange as news from Bree!" They'll say ... At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o My, how that light shines ... So warm, from the road ... That fire must be burnin' bright, it's Curlin' up my toes ... At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o At the sign of the Prancing Pony-o