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[Verse 1]
     Gm      F     Dm        Gm
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
             F       Dm      Gm
To dungeons deep and caverns old 
         A#       F        Dm
We must away, ere break of day
            Gm      F      Gm
To find our long forgotten gold


[Verse 2]
               Gm        F Dm   Gm
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
              F         Dm      Gm
While hammers fell like ringing bells
          A#          F           Dm
In places deep, where dark things sleep
          Gm      F         Gm
In hollow halls beneath the fells


[Verse 3]
            Gm       F Dm   Gm
For ancient king and elvish lord
             F        Dm     Gm
There many a gleaming golden hoard
     A#                      F          Dm
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
           Gm      F       Gm
To hide in gems on hilt of sword


[Verse 4]
   Gm     F   Dm         Gm
On silver necklaces they strung
              F         Dm          Gm
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
           A#       F       Dm
The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
                Gm       F        Gm
They meshed the light of moon and sun


[Verse 5]
     Gm      F     Dm        Gm
Far over the Misty Mountains cold
             F       Dm      Gm
To dungeons deep and caverns old
         A#       F        Dm
We must away, ere break of day
             Gm      F      Gm
To claim our long-forgotten gold


[Verse 6]
             Gm     F     Dm      Gm
Goblets they carved there for themselves
             F           Dm     Gm
And harps of gold, where no man delves
               A#        F      Dm
There lay they long, and many a song
           Gm       F      Gm
Was sung unheard by men or elves


[Verse 7]
               Gm      F Dm   Gm
The pines were roaring on the heights,
             F       Dm     Gm
The wind was moaning in the night,
             A#      F       Dm
The fire was red, it flaming spread,
               Gm      F           Gm
The trees like torches blazed with light.


[Verse 8]
               Gm      F  Dm  Gm
The bells were ringing in the dale
               F       Dm    Gm
And men looked up with faces pale
             A#        F           Dm
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire
               Gm         F      Gm
Laid low their towers and houses frail


[Verse 9]
             Gm     F Dm        Gm
The mountain smoked beneath the moon
                  F         Dm       Gm
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
              A#      F     Dm
They fled the hall to dying fall
            Gm      F         Gm
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon


[Verse 10]
     Gm      F     Dm        Gm
Far over the Misty Mountains grim
             F       Dm      Gm
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
         A#       F        Dm
We must away, ere break of day
             Gm      F      Gm
To win our harps and gold from him!


[Verse 11]
             Gm     F Dm     Gm
The wind was on the withered heath
           F      Dm         Gm
But in the forest stirred no leaf
              A#     F        Dm
There shadows lay be night or day
                Gm     F       Gm
And dark things silent crept beneath


[Verse 12]
              Gm        F   Dm    Gm
The wind came down from mountains cold
           F       Dm         Gm
And like a tide it roared and rolled
             A#           F      Dm
The branches groaned, the forest moaned
                Gm    F       Gm
And leaves were laid upon the mould


[Verse 13]
              Gm      F    Dm Gm
The wind went on from West to East;
             F      Dm     Gm
All movement in the forest ceased
               A#     F         Dm
But shrill and harsh across the marsh
              Gm     F      Gm
Its whistling voices were released


[Verse 14]
            Gm      F     Dm      Gm
The grasses hissed, their tassels bent
               F         Dm    Gm
The reeds were rattling--on it went
            A#         F       Dm
O'er shaken pool under heavens cool
             Gm          F        Gm
Where racing clouds were torn and rent


[Verse 15]
    Gm        F      Dm       Gm
It passed the Lonely Mountain bare
          F         Dm       Gm
And swept above the dragon's lair
                A#       F        Dm
There black and dark lay boulders stark
           Gm        F      Gm
And flying smoke was in the air


[Verse 16]
            Gm        F    Dm  Gm
It left the world and took its flight
         F    Dm          Gm
Over the wide seas of the night
             A#    F       Dm
The moon set sail upon the gale
               Gm        F       Gm
And stars were fanned to leaping light


[Verse 17]
          Gm       F    Dm  Gm
Under the Mountain dark and tall
             F      Dm     Gm
The King has come unto his hall!
           A#        F       Dm
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread
         Gm     F          Gm
And ever so his foes shall fall!


[Verse 18]
             Gm         F     Dm Gm
The sword is sharp, the spear is long
          F          Dm      Gm
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong
             A#        F        Dm
The heart is bold that looks on gold
               Gm         F      Gm
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong


[Verse 19]
               Gm        F   Dm Gm
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
              F         Dm      Gm
While hammers fell like ringing bells
          A#          F           Dm
In places deep, where dark things sleep
          Gm      F         Gm
In hollow halls beneath the fells


[Verse 20]
          Gm    F   Dm   Gm
On silver necklaces they strung
             F         Dm          Gm
The light of stars, on crowns they hung
           A#         F       Dm
The dragon-fire, from twisted wire
        Gm    F          Gm
The melody of harps they wrung


[Verse 21]
             Gm     F    Dm      Gm
The mountain throne once more is freed!
             F         Dm      Gm
O! Wandering folk, the summons heed!
                 A#      F         Dm
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste!
            Gm         F       Gm
The king of friend and kin has need


[Verse 22]
            Gm       F   Dm    Gm
Now call we over the mountains cold
             F      Dm      Gm
'Come back unto the caverns old!
            A#        F     Dm
Here at the gates the king awaits
              Gm        F        Gm
His hands are rich with gems and gold


[Verse 23]
             Gm   F    Dm  Gm
The king has come unto his hall
          F        Dm       Gm
Under the Mountain dark and tall
            A#       F         Dm
The Wyrm of Dread is slain and dead
         Gm     F          Gm
And ever so our foes shall fall


[Verse 24]
            Gm      F      Dm  Gm
Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
                F        Dm       Gm
Though wind may blow and rain may fall
         A#       F        Dm
We must away, ere break of day
             Gm       F        Gm
Far over the wood and mountain tall


[Verse 25]
        Gm          F     Dm  Gm
To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
            F         Dm    Gm
In glades beneath the misty fell
        A#       F        Dm
Through moor and waste we ride in haste
            Gm      F      Gm
And whither then we cannot tell


[Verse 26]
           Gm      F    Dm Gm
With foes ahead, behind us dread
            F         Dm     Gm
Beneath the sky shall be our bed
         A#       F       Dm
Until at last our toil be passed
            Gm        F      Gm
Our journey done, our errand sped


[Outro]
        A#
We must away
   F    Dm
We must away
          Gm       F        Gm
We ride before the break of day...