Am G Am
Far over the misty mountains cold
G Am
To dungeons deep and caverns old
Am G
We must away ere break of day
F Em Am
To find our long forgotten gold
Am G Am
The pines were roaring on the height
G Bm C
The winds were moaning in the night
Am Gm
The fire was red, it flaming spread
F Em Am
The trees like torches blazed with light
( Am G Am )
( G Am )
Am G
The fire was red, it flaming spread
F E Am
The trees like torches blazed with light