Chords for song of durin

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_ The world was young, the mountains [D] green, No stain yet on the moon was seen,
[C] No words were laid on stream or stone, [A] When Durin woke and walked _ _ [E]
alone.
_ _ _ He named the nameless hills and dells, He [D] drank from yet untasted wells,
[C] He stooped and looked in mirror mirror, And saw a crown of stars [C] appear,
As gems upon a silver thread, [A] Above the shadow of [E] his _ head.
_ _ The world was young, the mountains tall, In [D] elder days before the fall,
Of [C] mighty kings in _ Nargothrond and [A]
Gondolin, Who now beyond [C] the western seas have passed away,
The [E] world was fair _ in Durin's day. _ _ _ _
[E] A _ _ _ _ _ _ king he was on carven throne, [D] With many pillared halls of [C] stone,
With golden roof and silver [E] floor, And runes of power upon the door,
The light of sun and star and moon, [D] And shining lamps of crystal [C] yule,
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night, [E] There shone forever fair _ _ _ Ungride. _ _ _ _ _
_ Their hammer on the anvil smote, [D] Their chisel clove grave erote,
[C] Their forge was clay, bound was hilt, [E] Their delve a mine, the mason built,
Their barrel pearl and opal pale, And metal wrought like vicious [C] mail,
Buckler and castle, axe and [E] sword, Shining spears were laid in all. _ _
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_ [Em] Unwearied then were Durin's folk, [D] Beneath the mountains music woke,
[C] The harpist's harp, the minstrel [A] sang, And at the gates the trumpets [E] rang. _ _ _
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_ The world is grey, the mountains cold, The [A] forge's fire [D] is ash and coal,
[C] No harp is rung, no hammer [E] falls, The darkness dwells in Durin's halls,
There lies the shadow on the tomb, In [D] Moria, in Khazad [C]-dûm,
But still the sunken stars [F#] appear, In dark and windless Miramir,
[C] There lies the crown in water [E] deep, Till Durin wakes again from sleep. _ _
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