Song Of Durin

   Bm        A          D         G
The world was young, the mountains green
  G         A       F#m      Bm
No stain yet on, the moon was seen
  Bm         A        F#m       D
No words were laid, on stream or stone
    G       A      F#m    Bm
When Durin woke, and walked alone
                     G         A
He named the nameless hills and dells
   Bm         D     G      A
He drank from yet untasted wells
    G          Bm        D    A
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere
    Em     D        G     A
And saw a crown of stars appear
   Bm   A      D       G
As gems upon a silver thread
G        A       F#m    Bm
Above the shadows of his head
    Bm        A         D        G
The world was fair, the mountains tall
  Em     A     F#m      Bm
In Elder Days before the fall
  Bm     A               Em
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
        D        G     A
And Gondolin, who now beyond
   Bm      G         A       D
The Western Seas have passed away
   G         A       F#m     Bm
The world was fair in Durin's Day
 Bm      G      D      A
A king he was on carven throne
  Bm   A          G        A
In many-pillared halls of stone
    Bm     G        D      Bm
With golden roof and silver floor
   G        D     G        A
And runes of power upon the door
   Bm       G       D        A
The light of sun and star and moon
  Em      G         Bm       A
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
 Bm         A        D        G
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
     G         A    F#m      Bm
There shone for ever fair and bright
     Bm     G      D     A
There hammer on the anvil smote
     Bm     G          D      A
There chisel clove, and graver wrote
     Bm         G          D         Bm
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt
   G      D          Bm    A
The delver mined, the mason built
     Bm     G          D    A
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale
   Em    G            Bm      A
And metal wrought like fishes' mail
Bm           A        D       G
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword
   Em      A           F#m     Bm
And shining spears were laid in hoard
G    A
Aaah Aaah
 Bm       D         Em      F#m
Unwearied then were Durin's folk
 Bm        D         G  D   A
Beneath the mountains music woke
   Bm      A           D         G
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang
   G      A         F#m      Bm
And at the gates the trumpets rang
    Bm      A         D         G
The world is gray, the mountains old
   G       A        F#m   Bm
The forge's fire, is ashen cold
  Bm      A                  D
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
   G          A         F#m     Bm
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls
   Bm     G      Em       F#m
The shadow lies upon his tomb
  Bm  D     G      A
In Moria, in Khazad-dûm
    G        Bm     Em    D  A
But still the sunken stars appear
   Em      D        G     A
In dark and windless Mirrormere
     Bm       A        D      Em
There lies his crown in water deep
    G     A     F#m        Bm
Till Durin wakes again from sleep