{title: The Misty Mountains Cold}
{subtitle: Howard Shore}
{artist: Howard Shore}
{composer: Howard Shore}
{lyricist: J.R.R. Tolkien}
{album: The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Soundtrack}
{year: 2012}
{genre: Soundtrack, Folk}
{tempo: 80}
{time: 4/4}
{duration: 3:27}
{key: Gm}
{capo: 0}
{instrument: Ukulele_C}
{tag: NOK}
{comment: Chanson des nains du Hobbit}
{comment: Album : The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012)}
{comment: Style : Soundtrack, Folk}

{define: Gm base-fret 1 frets 0 2 3 1 fingers 0 1 3 2}
{define: Dm base-fret 1 frets 2 2 1 0 fingers 2 3 1 0}
{define: F base-fret 1 frets 2 0 1 0 fingers 2 0 1 0}
{define: A# base-fret 1 frets 3 2 1 1 fingers 3 2 1 1}

{x_video: https://youtu.be/Pyy_FIYE7EE}

{comment: Intro}
[Gm] [Dm] [Gm] [F] [Dm] [Gm]

{start_of_verse: Verse 1}
Far o[Gm]ver the [Dm]misty mountains [Gm]cold
to dungeons [F]deep and [Dm]caverns [Gm]old
We must a[Gm]way ere break of [Dm]day
to seek the [A#]pale enc[Dm]hanted g[Gm]old.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 2}
The dwarves of [Gm]yore made [Dm]mighty [Gm]spells
while hammers [F]fell like [Dm]ringing [Gm]bells.
In places [Gm]deep where dark things [Dm]sleep
in hollow [A#]halls ben[Dm]eath the f[Gm]ells.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 3}
For ancient [Gm]king and [Dm]elvish [Gm]lord
thereʼre many a [F]gleaming [Dm]golden [Gm]hoard.
They shaped and [Gm]wrought and light they [Dm]caught
to hide in [A#]gems on h[Dm]ilt of s[Gm]word.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 4}
On silver [Gm]neckla[Dm]ces they [Gm]strung
the flowering [F]stars on [Dm]crowns they [Gm]hung.
The dragon [Gm]fire in twisted [Dm]wire
they meshed the [A#]light of m[Dm]oon and s[Gm]un.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_chorus: Chorus}
Far o[Gm]ver the [Dm]misty mountains [Gm]cold
to dungeons [F]deep and [Dm]caverns [Gm]old
We must a[Gm]way ere break of [Dm]day
to claim our[A#] long fo[Dm]rgotten [Gm]gold.
{end_of_chorus}

{start_of_verse: Verse 5}
Goblets they [Gm]carved there [Dm]for them[Gm]selves
and harps of [F]gold where [Dm]no man [Gm]delves.
There lay they [Gm]long and many a [Dm]song
was sung un[A#]heard by m[Dm]en or e[Gm]lves.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 6}
The pines were [Gm]roaring [Dm]on the [Gm]height
the winds were [F]moaning in the [Dm]night.
The fire was [A#]red it flaming s[Dm]pread
the trees like [A#]torches b[Dm]lazed with l[Gm]ight.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 7}
The bells were [Gm]ringing [Dm]in the [Gm]dale
and men looked [F]up with [Dm]faces [Gm]pale.
The dragonʼs [Gm]ire more fierce than [Dm]fire
laid low their t[A#]owers and ho[Dm]uses fr[Gm]ail.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 8}
The mountain [Gm]smoked be[Dm]neath the [Gm]moon
the dwarves they [F]heard the [Dm]tramp of [Gm]doom.
They fled their [Gm]hall to dying [Dm]fall
beneath his [A#]feet ben[Dm]eath the m[Gm]oon.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_chorus: Chorus}
Far o[Gm]ver the [Dm]misty mountains [Gm]grim
to dungeons [F]deep and [Dm]caverns [Gm]dim.
We must a[Gm]way ere break [Dm]of day
to win our [A#]harps and g[Dm]old from h[Gm]im.
{end_of_chorus}