Unruly Pony

Old Bilbo he went riding,
On a warm September day,
His plan was to take the Brandywine Ferry,
To Bucklebury town.

To old Bucklebury town, lads,
To Bucklebury town,
His plan to take the Brandywine Ferry,
To old Bucklebury town.

Whoa, unruly pony,
Whoa there I say,
I’ve got no time for Buckland tea,
My pony’s run away.

Gilda fixing tea that day,
A frightful noise did hear,
Screeching of a cat or a howling wolf,
Her blood near to freezing.

Her old blood near to freezing, lads,
Her blood near to freezing,
Screeching of a cat or a howling wolf,
Her old blood near to freezing.

Whoa, unruly pony,
Whoa there I say,
I’ve got no time for Buckland tea,
My pony’s run away.

The pony, it ran on by
With Bilbo screaming loudly,
I’ll have tea at the Hall another day,
If this pony stops running.

If this pony stops its running, lads,
If this pony stops running,
I’ll have tea at the Hall another day,
If this pony stops its running.

Whoa, unruly pony,
Whoa there I say,
I’ve got no time for Buckland tea,
My pony’s run away.