The Road Rolls On - Halfling Folk Song

The kettles on, the day is done

The fields are lush and bold

The hills are soft, the sky is wide

And stories yet be told

We gather ‘round with pipe and song

And mugs of honeyed brew

For here’s to friends both near and far

And all the journeys through

Oh the roads roll on, and so do we

From Daggerford to Candlekeep

With a pack on a back and a heart so free

The roads roll on and so do we

I’ve seen the dawn with Brandy and Wine

And danced ‘neath harvest moons

I’ve sung with frogs in marshes and bogs

And chased the summers tune

But naught compares to hearth and home

And plates piled good and high

A warm soft bed, a gentle breeze

A song to close the night

Oh the roads roll on, and so do we

From Mithril Hall to Waterdeep

With a tale to tell and a song for thee

The roads roll on and so do we

So raise your glass, you gentlefolk

And let the fiddle play

For though the world is wide and wild

We’ll meet again some day

Yes the roads roll on, and so do we

With a laugh, a loaf, and company

To the end of days or the edge of sea

The road rolls on and so do we