James Keelaghan - Misty mountain

Off the ^GMisty ^AmMountain Wild ^Fflowers ^Gbind the ^Amground ^FDown by the ^Grushing ^Amriver Force will ^Fwear those ^Gboulders ^Amdown Me, I'm ^Funder^Gneath my ^Amcovers Me, I'm ^Ftrapped in^Gside my ^Ambrain

While up a^Fbove the ^GMisty ^AmMountain Up a^Fbove the ^Grushing ^Amriver Up a^Fbove the ^Gbed of ^Amlonging F G Am -pause- The eagle takes the wind

The ^Ceagle ^Gtakes the ^Fwind, my friend You know, the eagle takes the ^Cwind It makes me ^Gthink of ^Fthis my friend Where does the eagle ^Glive in ^Amme?

I go ^Fcrawling ^Gthrough this ^Amcity I say this ^Fcity will ^Gbe my ^Amhome I say, "^FWoman you are ^Ghalfway ^Ampretty" "May, you ^Fnever ^Gbe a^Amlone" Be it ^Fscorn or ^Gbe it ^Amfavour Be it ^Fbut a ^Gmoment ^Amgone

But I ^Fstood be^Gfore the ^Ammirror Like an ^Fopen-^Gended ^Amcavern Like a ^Fbreath held in, ^Ginhaled ^Amholding F G Am -pause- And I barely knew my name

I ^Cbarely ^Gknew my ^Fname, my friend I barely knew my ^Cname It makes me ^Gthink of ^Fthis my friend Where do I ^Glive in ^Amme?

It's a ^Fplanet ^Gof re^Amsistance And a ^Fwhirling ^Gflame of ^Amchoice Are you my ^Fcomrades ^Gin per^Amsistence? I swear to ^Fknow us ^Gby our ^Amvoice

But though we lay ^Fdown in ^Gdusty ^Amcaverns We are ^Fragged ^Gas a ^Amscar And when we ^Frest, our ^Geyes stay ^Amopen F G Am -pause- We are always off to war

We're ^Calways ^Goff to ^Fwar, my friend You know, we're always off to ^Cwar It makes me ^Gthink of ^Fthis my friend Where can the ^Gquiet ^Ambe?

But is it under^Fneath ^Gmy ^Amcovers? Or trapped in^Fside ^Gmy ^Ambrain? (Is it at the do^For?) The ^GMisty ^AmMountain (Is it at the do^For?) The ^Grushing ^Amriver Is it at the ^Fbar? The ^Gbed of ^Amroaming? Where the ^Feagle ^Gtakes the ^Amwind The ^Feagle ^Gtakes the ^Amwind The ^Feagle ^Gtakes the ^Amwind