He is just a poor boy, though his story’s often told
How he followed Mister Frodo out into a life of peril
And of suffering
He could have stayed
Still old Sam does what he ought to do
And never once betrayed
Hm-mm-mm, hm-mm-mm-mm

When he left his home and his Gaffer there,
He was no more than a boy
In the company of hobbits
In the danger of the Great East Road, they’re
Runnin’ scared
Laying low, hiding out from big Black Riders
Creatures they don’t want to see
Looking for the relative safety of Bree

My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my, my-my-my
My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my-my-my
My-my-my-my-my

Seeking only to be loyal
Sam would not be left behind
Elrond couldn’t stop him
So he struck out with the Fellowship from Rivendell
I do declare
It’s a good thing he was with Frodo
They made a perfect pair
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my, my-my-my
My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my-my-my
My-my-my-my-my

At the breaking of the Fellowship
When Frodo tried to leave, go alone
Samwise swam out to the boat and made him take him on
On the road – to the end

In the clearing stands a hobbit
And a gardener by his trade
But he stood by Mister Frodo
Through every trial that laid him down or cut him.
And he cries out through his anger and his pain,
"I won’t leave him, I won’t leave him,"
And the gardener still remains
Yes, he still remains
Hm-mm-mm

My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my, my-my-my
My-my-my, my-my-my-my-my-my-my
My-my-my-my-my

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