(J.r.r. Tolkien)
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