Am                   G                    Am
Far over the misty mountains cold.
Am                   G                     Am
To dungeons deep, and caverns old.
Am                                G         Am
The pines were roaring on the height.
Am                                  G       Em
The winds were moaning in the night.
                    Am                  G     
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
                      Am       Em              Am  
The trees like torches blazed with light.