Clamavi De Profundis

Far Over The Misty Mountains Cold

Clamavi De Profundis


Tom: Dm

G   C   Bb   F   Gm   F
Eb  F/Eb  F  Gm  F   Gm


[Verse 1]
Gm
Far over the misty mountains cold
            F                Gm
To dungeons deep and caverns old
                          F
We must away ere break of day
            Eb      F       G     Am
To seek the pale enchanted gold.


[Verse 2]
Am
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
              G                 Am
While hammers fell like ringing bells
                                  G
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
          F       G         Am
In hollow halls beneath the fells.


[Verse 3]
Am
For ancient king and elvish lord
              G              Am
There many a gleaming golden hoard
                C            Dm         Em/B  Em  Am
They shaped and wrought, and light they cau---ght
           F      G          Am
To hide in ge--ms on hilt of sword


[Verse 4]
               F    G        Am
On silver ne--ckla--ces they strung
              G
The flowering stars, o--n crowns they hung
    Am                      G
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
                F        G        Am
They meshed the light of moon and sun.


[Instrumental]
Am   F  G  Am  G  C  Am

[Verse 5]
Am
Far over the misty mountains cold
            G                Am
To dungeons deep and caverns old
                           G
We must away, ere break of day,
             F         G    Am
To claim our long-forgotten gold.


[Verse 6]
Am                            G   Am
Goblets they carved there for themselves
             G                  Am
And harps of gold; where no man delves
                                G
There lay they long, and many a song
           F          G      Am
Was sung unhea--rd by men or elves.


[Verse 7]
Am
The pines were roaring on the height,
               G              Em
The winds were moaning in the night.
             C   Am       Dm   Em     Am
The fire was re--d, it flaming sprea--d;
               F       G           Am
The trees like torches blazed with light.


[Verse 8]
Am                        G     Am
The bells were ringing i--n the dale
               G                  A
And men looked up with faces pale;
G            Am              C    G
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
               F           G     A       Bbm
Laid low their towers and houses frail.


[Verse 9]
Bbm
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
             Bb   Ab                Bbm
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
                        Ab
They fled their hall to dying fall
        Gb          Ab        Bb
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.


[Verse 10]
Bb                 Fm        Bb
Far over the misty mountains grim
            Ab/C Ab            Bb
To dungeons dee--p and caverns dim
                  Bm       Ab
We must away, ere break of day,
           Gb        Ab/Eb    Bb
To win our harps and gold from him!

Bb
Far over the misty mountains cold
            Ab               Bb
To dungeons deep and caverns old...

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