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                    Tregardock    (Moody Blues)

   Bm% (x24432@1)   A mist that from the moor arose
     Cautious my sliding footsteps go
     And I on my volcano edge
     A mist that from the moor arose

   Bm (x24432@1)    In sea fog wraps Port Isaac Bay
     To quarried rock and dripping cave
     Exposed to ridicule and hate
     In sea fog wraps Port Isaac Bay

   Bm (x24432@1)    The moan of warning from Trevose
     The ocean leaden still below
     Still do not dare to leap the ledge
     The moan of warning from Trevose

   Bm (x24432@1)    Makes grimmer this October day
     Has hardly strength to lift a wave
     And smash to pieces on the slate
     Makes grimmer this October day                        Go &

   Bm (x24432@1)      F#m (244222@1)    Bm (x24432@1)    F#m (244222@1)           Bm (x24432@1)    Tre-e-e-gardock, tre-e-e-gardock, tregardock    (3)Go %(4)

     D (xx0232@1)                Dmaj7 (xx0222@1)    Only the shore and cliffs are clear
     I watch it crisp into its height

        Em (022000@1)               A (x02220@1)    Gigantic slithering shells of slate
     And flap exhausted on the beach

         D (xx0232@1)         Dmaj7 (xx0222@1)    In waiting awfulness appear
     The long surf menacing and white

           G (320003@1)   A (x02220@1)  D (xx0232@1)    Like journalism full of hate
     Hissing as far as it can reach

         Bm (x24432@1)    O-o-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-oh

     D (xx0232@1)                 Dmaj7 (xx0222@1)    On the sweet path a bramble leaf
     The dunlin do not move each bird

            Em (022000@1)            A (x02220@1)    Stands motionless and wet with dew
     Is stationary on the sand

           D (xx0232@1)                Dmaj7 (xx0222@1)    The grass bends down the bracken's brown
     As if a spirit in it heard

           G (320003@1)       A (x02220@1)    D (xx0232@1)    The grey-green gorse alone is new
     The final end of sea and land

         Bm (x24432@1)    O-o-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-oh              Go %

      Bm& (x24432@1)   [Grimmer this October day]       Repeat and fade

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Written by:    Mick Anderson     hsteinke@extro.ucc.su.oz.au
                              or manderso@ntnecss1.telecom.com.au
Assisted by:   Ria Heeringa
               Shelley Giblin
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