Verse 1:
Em   Am      C               Am  
Far over the misty mountains cold
Em          G                Am  
To dungeons deep and caverns old
   C    Am    Csus2         Em  
We must away, ere break of day
Em          C    G         Am  
To seek our pale enchanted gold

Verse 2:
Em             Am        C       Am  
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
Em          G                Am  
While hammers fell like ringing bells
   C      Am    Csus2             Em  
In places deep, where dark things sleep
Em        C      G           Am  
In hollow halls beneath the fells

Verse 3:
Em          Am       C       Am  
For ancient king and elvish lord
Em           G               Am  
There many a gleaming golden hoard
     C          Am      Csus2           Em  
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
Em         C       G       Am  
To hide in gems on hilt of sword

Verse 4:
Em         Am       C     Am  
On silver necklaces they strung
Em            G                    Am  
The flowering stars on crowns they hung
     C     Am      Csus2   Em  
The dragon-fire in twisted wire
Em              C        G        Am  
They meshed the light of moon and sun

Verse 5:
Em           Am    C         Am  
Far over the misty mountains cold
Em          G                Am  
To dungeons deep and caverns old
   C    Am        Csus2    Em  
We must away, ere break of day
Em           C       G      Am  
To claim our long-forgotten gold

Verse 6:
Em           Am     C          Am  
Goblets they carved there for themselves
Em           G                  Am  
And harps of gold, where no man delves
      C    Am   Csus2           Em  
There lay they long, and many a song
Em         C        G      Am  
Was sung unheard by men or elves

Verse 7:
Em             Am     C       Am  
The pines were roaring on the heights
Em            G              Am  
The winds was moaning in the night
    C        Am      Csus2   Em  
The fire was red, it flAm  g spread
Em             C       G           Am  
The trees like torches blazed with light

Verse 8:
Em             Am      C      Am  
The bells were ringing in the dale
Em             G             Am  
And men looked up with faces pale
    C        Am         Csus2      Em  
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire
Em             C          G      Am  
Laid low their towers and houses frail

Verse 9:
Em           Am     C           Am  
The mountain smoked beneath the moon
Em                G                  Am  
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
     C          Am      Csus2 Em  
They fled their hall to dying fall
Em          C       G         Am  
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon

Verse 10:
Em           Am    C         Am  
Far over the misty mountains grim
Em          G                Am  
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
        C         Am   Csus2 Em  
We must away, ere break of day
Em         C         G         Am  
To win our harps and gold from him

Outro:
Em           Am    C         Am  
Far over the misty mountains cold
Em          G                Am  
To dungeons deep and caverns old