[Sam Cree]

Hey! Ho! To the pub I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe.
Rain may fall and wind may blow,
But there 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!

[Corin Stormhands]

Thanks, Sam. I'm glad you're with me.

(you are picking up the tab, right?)