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