[The Saucepan Man]

Well, being no fan of Country Music myself, I shall do as Jake and Elroy did when confronted with a similar proposition.

*The Saucepan Man starts up a vigorous, cantering beat on his pans*

Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'

Runnin', runnin', runnin'
O’er the plains of Rohan
Keep them Hobbits runnin'
Smallfry!
Pay no heed to Grishnákh
Hell-bent for Orthanc
We are the fightin' Uruk-Hai.
All the things I'm callin',
Manflesh, grog, and brawlin',
Are waiting at the end of my flight.

Push 'em on, tie 'em up
Tie 'em up, push 'em on
Push 'em on, tie 'em up
Smallfry
Move 'em out, bring 'em in,
Bring 'em in, move 'em out,
Move 'em out, bring 'em in
Smallfry!

Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'

Keep movin', movin', movin'
Though the pace is gruelin'
Keep them Hobbits movin'
Smallfry!
Don't try to feast upon 'em
Just grab, bind, and haul 'em
Soon we'll be back in Isengard.
I’m Uglúk, I’m commandin'
And Sharkû is demandin',
Demandin' the Hobbits unmarred.

Push 'em on, tie 'em up
Tie 'em up, push 'em on
Push 'em on, tie 'em up
Smallfry
Move 'em out, bring 'em in,
Bring 'em in, move 'em out,
Move 'em out, bring 'em in
Smallfry!

Yah!
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Yah!
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Yah!
Smallfry
Yah!
Smallfry!