Misty Mountains

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten gold

The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light

Farewell we call to hearth and hall
Though wind may blow and rain may fall
We must away ere break of day
Far o'er the wood and mountain tall

We must away ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten gold



Credits
Writer(s): Frances Rosemary Walsh, David Geoffrey Donaldson, Janet Roddick, Stephen Gerard Roche, David Orien Long, Philippa Jane Boyens
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