Current Key: Am [Part 1] Am G Am Far over the misty mountains cold. Em Am To dungeons deep, and caverns old. Am Em We must away ere break of day, Dm Em Am to seek our pale enchanged gold Am G Am The dwarves of yore made mighty spells Em Am Bm While hammers fell like ringing bells Am Em In places deep where dark things sleep Dm Em Am In hollow halls beneath the fells Am G Am For ancient king and elvish lord Em Am There many a gleaming golden hoard Am Em They shaped and wrought, and light they caught, Dm Em Am To hide in gems on hilt of sword. Am G Am On silver necklaces they strung Em Am Bm The flowering stars, on crowns they hung Am Em The dragon-fire, on twisted wire Dm Em Am They meshed the light of moon and sun. Am G Am Far over the misty mountains cold. Em Am To dungeons deep, and caverns old. Am Em We must away ere break of day, Dm Em Am to claim our long forgotten gold. Am G Am Goblets they carved there for themselves, Em Am And harps of gold, where no man delves Am Em There lay they long, and many a song Dm Em Am Was sung unheard by men or elves. Am G Am The pines were roaring on the heights, Em Am Bm The wind was moaning in the night, Am Em The fire was red, it flaming spread, Dm Em Am The trees like torches blazed with light. Am G Am The bells were ringing in the dale, Em Am And men looked up with faces pale. Am Em The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire, Dm Em Am Laid low their towers and houses frail. Am G Am The mountain smoked beneath the moon. Em Am Bm The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom. Am Em They fled the hall to dying fall Dm Em Am Beneath his feet, beneath the moon. Am G Am Far over the Misty Mountains grim, Em Am To dungeons deep and caverns dim, Am Em We must away, ere break of day, Dm Em Am To win our harps and gold from him! [Part 2] Am G Am The wind was on the withered heath, Em Am But in the forest stirred no leaf: Am Em There shadows lay be night or day, Dm Em Am And dark things silent crept beneath. Am G Am The wind came down from mountains cold, Em Am Bm And like a tide it roared and rolled. Am Em The branches groaned, the forest moaned, Dm Em Am And leaves were laid upon the mould. Am G Am The wind went on from West to East Em Am All movement in the forest ceased. Am Em But shrill and harsh across the marsh, Dm Em Am Its whistling voices were released. Am G Am The grasses hissed, their tassels bent, Em Am Bm The reeds were rattling--on it went. Am Em O'er shaken pool under heavens cool, Dm Em Am Where racing clouds were torn and rent. Am G Am It passed the Lonely Mountain bare, Em Am And swept above the dragon's lair: Am Em There black and dark lay boulders stark, Dm Em Am And flying smoke was in the air. Am G Am It left the world and took its flight Em Am Bm Over the wide seas of the night. Am Em The moon set sail upon the gale, Dm Em Am And stars were fanned to leaping light. [Part 3] Am G Am Under the Mountain dark and tall, Em Am The King has come unto his hall! Am Em His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread, Dm Em Am And ever so his foes shall fall! Am G Am The sword is sharp, the spear is long, Em Am Bm The arrow swift, the Gate is strong. Am Em The heart is bold that looks on gold Dm Em Am The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong. Am G Am The dwarves of yore made mighty spells Em Am While hammers fell like ringing bells Am Em In places deep where dark things sleep Dm Em Am In hollow halls beneath the fells Am G Am On silver necklaces they strung Em Am Bm The flowering stars, on crowns they hung Em Am The dragon-fire, on twisted wire Dm Em Am The melody of harps they wrung. Am G Am The mountain throne once more is freed! Em Am O! Wandering folk, the summons heed! Am Em Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste! Dm Em Am The king of friend and kin has need. Am G Am Now call we over the mountains cold, Em Am Bm 'Come back unto the caverns old!' Am Em Here at the gates the king awaits, Dm Em Am His hands are rich with gems and gold. Am G Am The king has come unto his hall Em Am Under the Mountain dark and tall. Am Em The Wyrm of Dread is slain and dead, Dm Em Am And ever so our foes shall fall! [Part 4] Am G Am Farewell we call to hearth and hall! Em Am Bm Though wind may blow and rain may fall, Am Em We must away, ere break of day Dm Em Am Far over the wood and mountain tall. Am G Am To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell Em Am In glades beneath the misty fell. Am Em Through moor and waste we ride in haste, Dm Em Am And whither then we cannot tell. Am G Am With foes ahead, behind us dread, Em Am Bm Beneath the sky shall be our bed, Am Em Until at last our toil be passed, Dm Em Am Our journey done, our errand sped. Am Em We must away! We must away! Dm Em Am We ride before the break of day!