Far Over The Misty Mountains Cold chords
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Artist: Clamavi De Profundis
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [C] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [F]
[Eb] [F/Eb] [F] [Gm] [F] [Gm]
[VERSE 1]
[Gm]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [F]deep and caverns [Gm]old
We must away ere break of [F]day
To seek the [Eb]pale enc[F]hanted g[G]old. [Am]
[VERSE 2]
[Am]The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers [G]fell like ringing [Am]bells
In places deep, where dark things [G]sleep,
In hollow [F]halls be[G]neath the [Am]fells.
[VERSE 3]
[Am]For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a g[G]leaming golden [Am]hoard
They shaped and [C]wrought, and [Dm]light they [Em/B]cau---[Em]ght [Am]
To hide in [F]ge--ms [G]on hilt of [Am]sword
[VERSE 4]
On silver ne--c[F]kla--[G]ces they [Am]strung
The flowering [G]stars, o--n crowns they hung
The [Am]dragon-fire, in twisted [G]wire
They meshed the [F]light of [G]moon and [Am]sun.
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Am] [F] [G] [Am] [G] [C] [Am]
[VERSE 5]
[Am]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [G]deep and caverns [Am]old
We must away, ere break of [G]day,
To claim our [F]long-forgo[G]tten [Am]gold.
[VERSE 6]
[Am]Goblets they carved there for [G]them[Am]selves
And harps of [G]gold; where no man [Am]delves
There lay they long, and many a [G]song
Was sung un[F]hea--rd by [G]men or [Am]elves.
[VERSE 7]
[Am]The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were [G]moaning in the [Em]night.
The fire was [C]re--[Am]d, it fla[Dm]ming [Em]sprea--[Am]d;
The trees like [F]torches [G]blazed with [Am]light.
[VERSE 8]
[Am]The bells were ringing i--[G]n the [Am]dale
And men looked [G]up with faces pale;[A]
[G]The dragon's [Am]ire more fierce [C]than [G]fire
Laid low their [F]towers and h[G]ouses [A]frail. [Bbm]
[VERSE 9]
[Bbm]The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, [Bb]they [Ab]heard the tramp of[Bbm] doom.
They fled their hall to [Ab]dying fall
Beneath [Gb]his feet, be[Ab]neath the [Bb]moon.
[VERSE 10]
[Bb]Far over the misty [Fm]mountains [Bb]grim
To dungeons [Ab/C]dee--[Ab]p and caverns [Bb]dim
We must away, ere [Bm]break of [Ab]day,
To win our [Gb]harps and [Ab/Eb]gold from[Bb] him!
[Bb]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [Ab]deep and caverns [Bb]old...
[G] [C] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [F]
[Eb] [F/Eb] [F] [Gm] [F] [Gm]
[VERSE 1]
[Gm]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [F]deep and caverns [Gm]old
We must away ere break of [F]day
To seek the [Eb]pale enc[F]hanted g[G]old. [Am]
[VERSE 2]
[Am]The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers [G]fell like ringing [Am]bells
In places deep, where dark things [G]sleep,
In hollow [F]halls be[G]neath the [Am]fells.
[VERSE 3]
[Am]For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a g[G]leaming golden [Am]hoard
They shaped and [C]wrought, and [Dm]light they [Em/B]cau---[Em]ght [Am]
To hide in [F]ge--ms [G]on hilt of [Am]sword
[VERSE 4]
On silver ne--c[F]kla--[G]ces they [Am]strung
The flowering [G]stars, o--n crowns they hung
The [Am]dragon-fire, in twisted [G]wire
They meshed the [F]light of [G]moon and [Am]sun.
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Am] [F] [G] [Am] [G] [C] [Am]
[VERSE 5]
[Am]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [G]deep and caverns [Am]old
We must away, ere break of [G]day,
To claim our [F]long-forgo[G]tten [Am]gold.
[VERSE 6]
[Am]Goblets they carved there for [G]them[Am]selves
And harps of [G]gold; where no man [Am]delves
There lay they long, and many a [G]song
Was sung un[F]hea--rd by [G]men or [Am]elves.
[VERSE 7]
[Am]The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were [G]moaning in the [Em]night.
The fire was [C]re--[Am]d, it fla[Dm]ming [Em]sprea--[Am]d;
The trees like [F]torches [G]blazed with [Am]light.
[VERSE 8]
[Am]The bells were ringing i--[G]n the [Am]dale
And men looked [G]up with faces pale;[A]
[G]The dragon's [Am]ire more fierce [C]than [G]fire
Laid low their [F]towers and h[G]ouses [A]frail. [Bbm]
[VERSE 9]
[Bbm]The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, [Bb]they [Ab]heard the tramp of[Bbm] doom.
They fled their hall to [Ab]dying fall
Beneath [Gb]his feet, be[Ab]neath the [Bb]moon.
[VERSE 10]
[Bb]Far over the misty [Fm]mountains [Bb]grim
To dungeons [Ab/C]dee--[Ab]p and caverns [Bb]dim
We must away, ere [Bm]break of [Ab]day,
To win our [Gb]harps and [Ab/Eb]gold from[Bb] him!
[Bb]Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons [Ab]deep and caverns [Bb]old...
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