[Verse 1]
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Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
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To dungeons deep and caverns old
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We must away, ere break of day
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To find our long forgotten gold
[Verse 2]
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The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
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While hammers fell like ringing bells
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In places deep, where dark things sleep
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In hollow halls beneath the fells
[Verse 3]
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For ancient king and elvish lord
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There many a gleaming golden hoard
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They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
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To hide in gems on hilt of sword
[Verse 4]
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On silver necklaces they strung
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The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
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The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
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They meshed the light of moon and sun
[Verse 5]
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Far over the Misty Mountains cold
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To dungeons deep and caverns old
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We must away, ere break of day
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To claim our long-forgotten gold
[Verse 6]
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Goblets they carved there for themselves
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And harps of gold, where no man delves
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There lay they long, and many a song
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Was sung unheard by men or elves
[Verse 7]
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The pines were roaring on the heights,
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The wind was moaning in the night,
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The fire was red, it flaming spread,
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The trees like torches blazed with light.
[Verse 8]
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The bells were ringing in the dale
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And men looked up with faces pale
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The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire
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Laid low their towers and houses frail
[Verse 9]
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The mountain smoked beneath the moon
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The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
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They fled the hall to dying fall
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Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
[Verse 10]
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Far over the Misty Mountains grim
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To dungeons deep and caverns dim
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We must away, ere break of day
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To win our harps and gold from him!
[Verse 11]
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The wind was on the withered heath
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But in the forest stirred no leaf
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There shadows lay be night or day
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And dark things silent crept beneath
[Verse 12]
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The wind came down from mountains cold
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And like a tide it roared and rolled
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The branches groaned, the forest moaned
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And leaves were laid upon the mould
[Verse 13]
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The wind went on from West to East;
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All movement in the forest ceased
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But shrill and harsh across the marsh
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Its whistling voices were released
[Verse 14]
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The grasses hissed, their tassels bent
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The reeds were rattling--on it went
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O'er shaken pool under heavens cool
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Where racing clouds were torn and rent
[Verse 15]
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It passed the Lonely Mountain bare
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And swept above the dragon's lair
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There black and dark lay boulders stark
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And flying smoke was in the air
[Verse 16]
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It left the world and took its flight
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Over the wide seas of the night
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The moon set sail upon the gale
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And stars were fanned to leaping light
[Verse 17]
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Under the Mountain dark and tall
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The King has come unto his hall!
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His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread
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And ever so his foes shall fall!
[Verse 18]
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The sword is sharp, the spear is long
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The arrow swift, the Gate is strong
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The heart is bold that looks on gold
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The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong
[Verse 19]
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The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
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While hammers fell like ringing bells
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In places deep, where dark things sleep
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In hollow halls beneath the fells
[Verse 20]
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On silver necklaces they strung
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The light of stars, on crowns they hung
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The dragon-fire, from twisted wire
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The melody of harps they wrung
[Verse 21]
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The mountain throne once more is freed!
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O! Wandering folk, the summons heed!
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Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste!
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The king of friend and kin has need
[Verse 22]
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Now call we over the mountains cold
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'Come back unto the caverns old!
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Here at the gates the king awaits
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His hands are rich with gems and gold
[Verse 23]
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The king has come unto his hall
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Under the Mountain dark and tall
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The Wyrm of Dread is slain and dead
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And ever so our foes shall fall
[Verse 24]
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Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
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Though wind may blow and rain may fall
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We must away, ere break of day
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Far over the wood and mountain tall
[Verse 25]
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To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
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In glades beneath the misty fell
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Through moor and waste we ride in haste
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And whither then we cannot tell
[Verse 26]
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With foes ahead, behind us dread
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Beneath the sky shall be our bed
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Until at last our toil be passed
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Our journey done, our errand sped
[Outro]
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We must away
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We must away
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We ride before the break of day...