It's a fine September morning
For the party of the land,
The fireworks are ready
And the "G" is for "Grand!"
Today is the day
He turns eleventy-one
With special invitations
To all under the sun -
It's the final salutation of Bilbo.

It's the greatest preparation,
It's the feast of all times
Come, one and all,
For the day of your lives
Today is the day
He gives a special surprise ...
Watch him disappear
Before your very eyes!
It's the final salutation of Bilbo.

One small, golden Ring ... from far away
One very precious thing to give away
Pass it on ... to the one
Who would return it to the place it was made

It's a fine September morning
For the party of the land,
The fireworks are ready
And the "G" is for "Grand!"
It's the greatest celebration ...
It's the mark of all times
Come, one and all,
For the day of your lives:
It's the final salutation of Bilbo.