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