by: Unknown date: Before 1368 DR source: Tymora's Luck With pipe in hand and a pint on the side The Hin sit and dream of all the world wide. The smoking brings succor, the drinking brings joy. The laddies they bark and the lassies play coy. [Chorus] Pipeweed dreams, take us away, To grasses so green a bright sunny day. You warm up my belly, you puff up my chest There's so many pipeweeds, but halflings' the best! With a twirl of the pipe and a sip of the brew We dance with the fairies, in showers of dew. We fly with the birds and glow with the stars, We grow our ideas to fill our memoirs. [Chorus] Pipeweed dreams, take us away, To grasses so green a bright sunny day. You warm up my belly, you puff up my chest There's so many pipeweeds, but halflings' the best! So come and join us, Hin far and near Let's raise all our pipes and our glasses up here. The clouds of our evening will hang like a cloak. And we'll refill your mug and offer a smoke. [Chorus] Pipeweed dreams, take us away, To grasses so green a bright sunny day. You warm up my belly, you puff up my chest There's so many pipeweeds, but halflings' the best! No matter your trouble, no matter your fear, You'll find not a worry in pipeweed and beer. So forget your sadness and sorrow and grief. And take you a sip and a tug from the leaf.
