The Battle Of Evermore - Led Zeppelin

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The Battle of Evermore                                    - Led Zeppelin
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The Queen of L

           
ight  took her

           
 bow, and then

             
 she turned to

       
 go
            
The Prince of 

           
Peace embraced

             
 the gloom, an

            
d walked the n

            
ight alone
             
(Oh, dance in 

              
the dark of ni

  
ght, sing to t

he morning lig

ht.)


            
The Dark Lord 

           
rides in force

            
 tonight and t

             
ime will tell 

     
us all. 
 
(Oh, throw dow

n your plow an

d hoe, rest no

t to lock your

 homes)
           
Side by side w

            
e wait the mig

           
ht of the dark

             
est of them al

         
l. 
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I hear the hor

             
ses thunder, d

              
own in the val

    
ley below
            
 I'm waiting f

             
or the angels 

            
of Avalon, wai

              
ting for the e

       
astern glow


            
The apples of 

           
the valley hol

           
d the seeds of

                  
 happiness,
            
The ground is 

           
rich from tend

           
er care, repay

           
, do not forge

     
t

(Oh, dance in 

the dark of ni

ght, sing to t

he morning lig

ht)


            
The apples tur

           
n to brown and

           
 black, the ty

             
rant's face is

     
 red. 

(Oh, war is co

mmon cry, pick

 up you swords

 and fly.)
            
The sky is fil

           
led with good 

            
and bad that m

           
ortals never k

    
now. 
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(oh-oh-h)

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  Oh, well, th

             
e night is lon

             
g the beads of

           
 time pass slo

w,
            
  Tired eyes o

             
n the sunrise,

            
 waiting for t

           
he eastern glo

w. 


            
The pain of wa

           
r cannot excee

           
d the woe of a

       
ftermath,
            
The drums will

           
 shake the cas

             
tle wall, the 

            
Ringwraiths ri

          
de in black,  

Ride..

  ...On,  (Sin

g as you raise

 your bow, sho

ot straighter 

than before)


            
No comfort has

           
 the fire at n

           
ight that ligh

             
ts the face so

     
 cold. 

(Oh, dance in 

the dark of ni

ght, sing to t

he morning lig

ht.)
            
The magic rune

           
s are writ in 

           
gold to bring 

           
the balance ba

   
ck,  bring it 

back 
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At last the su

              
n is shining, 

             
the clouds of 

          
blue roll by,
            
  With flames 

             
from the drago

              
n of darkness 

            
the sunlight b

          
linds his eyes

.

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|   |    |  
              

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           Bri

     |
ng it

           
Back, bring it

           
 back, bring i

           
t back, bring 

         
it back, bring

 it 
           
Back, bring it

           
 back, bring i

           
t back, bring 

           
it back,  

  Oh now, oh n

ow, oh now oh,

 oh now, oh no

w, oh now oh, 

bring it 
           
Back, bring it

           
 back, bring i

           
t back, bring 

           
it back,  

  Oh now, oh n

ow, oh now oh,

 oh now, oh no

w, oh now oh, 

bring it 


            
Bring it, brin

           
g it, bring it

              
, bring it, br

    
ing it
            
Bring it, brin

           
g it, bring it

              
, bring it, br

    
ing it


Outro:
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                - Tabbed by Chris Williscroft -

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