Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse 1]

Far over the ^Emmisty ^Dmountains ^Emcold To dungeons ^Bmdeep ^Dand caverns ^Emold We must a^Bmway ere ^Dbreak of ^F#mday To seek the pale ^Genchant^F#med gol^Emd.

[Verse 2]

The wind came d^Emown from m^Dountains ^Emcold, And like a ^Bmtide it r^Doared and r^Emolled. The branches g^Bmroaned, the fo^Drest m^F#moaned, And leaves were ^Glaid ^F#mupon the m^Emould.

[Verse 3]

The wind went ^Emon from W^Dest to E^Emast; All movement i^Bmn the f^Dorest c^Emeased. But shrill and h^Bmarsh a^Dcross the ^F#mmarsh, Its whistling v^Goices ^F#mwere rel^Emeased.

[Verse 4]

The grasses h^Emissed, their t^Dassels ^Embent, The reeds were r^Bmattling-^D-on it w^Ement. O'er s^Bmhaken p^Dool under heavens ^F#mcool, Where racing c^Glouds were ^F#mtorn and r^Ement.

[Verse 5]

It passed the ^EmLonely M^Dountain b^Emare, And swept a^Bmbove ^Dthe dragon's l^Emair: There black and d^Bmark lay b^Doulders s^F#mtark, And flying s^Gmoke was^F#m in the ^Emair.

[Verse 6]

It left the w^Emorld and t^Dook its fl^Emight Over the ^Bmwide s^Deas of the ^Emnight. The moon set ^Bmsale up^Don the ^F#mgale, And stars were f^Ganned to l^F#meaping l^Emight.

[Verse 7]

Under the ^EmMountain d^Dark and ^Emtall, The King has ^Bmcome u^Dnto his ^Emhall! His foe is d^Bmead, the Wo^Drm of D^F#mread, And ever ^Gso his f^F#moes shall ^Emfall!

[Verse 8]

The sword is s^Emharp, the sp^Dear is l^Emong, The arrow s^Bmwift, the Ga^Dte is str^Emong. The heart is ^Bmbold that lo^Doks on ^F#mgold; The dwarves no m^Gore shall ^F#msuffer w^Emrong.

[Verse 9]

The dwarves of y^Emore made m^Dighty s^Empells, While hammers ^Bmfell like ri^Dnging b^Emells In places d^Bmeep, where dar^Dk things s^F#mleep, In hollow ha^Glls ben^F#meath the f^Emells.

[Verse 10]

On silver ^Emneckl^Daces they ^Emstrung The light of s^Bmtars, o^Dn crowns they h^Emung The dragon-fi^Bmre, from tw^Disted ^F#mwire The melo^Gdy of ha^F#mrps they w^Emrung.

[Verse 11]

The mountain t^Emhrone once m^Dore is f^Emreed! O! Wandering fo^Bmlk, the ^Dsummons h^Emeed! Come haste! Come ha^Bmste! Acr^Doss the wa^F#mste! The king of f^Griend and^F#m kin has n^Emeed.

[Verse 12]

Now call we ^Emover the m^Dountains co^Emld, 'Come back ^Bmunto the c^Daverns o^Emld!' Here at the ^Bmgates the ^Dking a^F#mwaits, His hands are r^Gich with ^F#mgems and g^Emold.

[Verse 13]

The king has ^Emcome u^Dnto his ^Emhall Under the Mo^Bmuntain d^Dark and t^Emall. The Wyrm of D^Bmread is s^Dlain and d^F#mead, And ever ^Gso our ^F#mfoes shall f^Emall!

[Verse 14]

Farewell we ^Emcall to he^Darth and h^Emall! Though wind may b^Bmlow and ^Drain may ^Emfall, We must a^Bmway, ere ^Dbreak of ^F#mday Far over the w^Good and ^F#mmountain t^Emall.

[Verse 15]

To Riven^Emdell, where ^DElves yet ^Emdwell In glades ben^Bmeath the m^Disty f^Emell. Through moor and ^Bmwaste we ^Dride in ^F#mhaste, And whither th^Gen we ^F#mcannot t^Emell.

[Verse 16]

With foes ^Emahead, b^Dehind us ^Emdread, Beneath the s^Bmky shall b^De our ^Embed, Until at l^Bmast our t^Doil be ^F#mpassed, Our journey d^Gone, our ^F#merrand s^Emped.

[Outro]

We must a^Emway! We must a^Emway! We ride bef^Gore the ^F#mbreak of d^Emay!

Clamavi De Profundis - Far over the misty mountains cold