The ostler has a tipsy cat that plays a five string fiddle
And up and down he runs his bow now squeaking high now purring low
Now sawing in the middle

The landlord keeps a little dog that is mighty fond of jokes
When there's good cheer among the guests he cocks an ear at all the jests
And laughs until he chokes

They also keep a hornéd cow as proud and any queen
But music turns her head like ale and makes he wave her tufted tail
And dance upon the green

And O! the rows of silver dishes and the store of silver spoons!
For Sunday there's a special pair and these they polish up with care
On Saturday afternoons

The Man in the Moon was drinking deep and the cat began to wail
A dish and a spoon on the table danced the cow in the garden madly prnaced
And the little dog chased his tail

The Man in the Moon took another mug and then rolled beneath his chair
And there he dozed and dreamed of ale till in the sky the stars were pale
And dawn was in the air

Then the ostler said to his tipsy cat the white horses of the moon
They neigh and chanp their silver bits but their master's been and drowned his wits
And the Sun'll be rising soon

So the cat on his fiddle played hay-diddle-diddle, a jig that would wake the dead
He squeaked and he sawed and he quickened the tune while the landlord shook the Man in the moon
"It's after three!" he said

They rolled the Man in the Moon slowly up the hill and bundled him into the Moon
While his horses galloped up in the rear and the cow came capering like a deer
And a dish ran up with the spoon

Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle the dog began to roar
The cow and the horses stood on their heads the guests all bounded from their beds
and danced upon the floor

With a ping and a pang the fiddle-strings broke! the cow jumped over the Moon
>And the little dog laughed to see such fun and the Saturday dish went off at a run
With the silver Sunday spoon

The round Moon rolled behind thehill as the Sun raised up her head
She hardly believed her fiery eyes for though it was day to her surprise
They all went back to bed
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The above is quoted from JRR Tolkien's "Lord of the Ring" trilogy Book One "Fellowship of the Ring"
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