Men-an-tol

  D5 Dsus2 Fmaj7   the root 'D' chords are interchaged with Dm and the Fmaj7 with an F chord
E|----0------0-| 
B|-3--3------1-| 
G|-2--2------2-| 
D|-0--0------3-| 
A|-----------3-| 
E|-----------1-| 

           (T)

Intro

 4/4                                                  2/4
  Gtr I
E|----------------|----------------|------------------|-----------| 
B|-----0-3-3--3-3-|-------0-3--3-3-|-----(0)-3-3--3-3-|-----------| 
G|-----0-2-2--2-2-|-------0-2--2-2-|-----(0)-2-2--2-2-|-----------| 
D|-----0---0--0-0-|-2p0---0-0--0-0-|-----(0)---0--0-0-|-2p0---(0)-| 
A|-0h3------------|-----3----------|-0h3--------------|-----3-----| 
E|----------------|----------------|------------------|-----------| 

E|----0----0---0-|-0---------------|----------------|----------------| 
B|----1----1---1-|-1p(0)-3--3--3-3-|-----0-3-3--3-3-|-------0-3--3-3-| 
G|----2----2---2-|-2p(0)-2--2--2-2-|-----0-2-2--2-2-|-------0-2--2-2-| 
D|----3----3---3-|-3p=0--0--0--0-0-|-----0---0--0-0-|-2p0---0-0--0-0-| 
A|----3----3---3-|-3p=0------------|-0h3------------|-----3----------| 
E|-1-------------|-----------------|----------------|----------------| 




[Use a riff sim to intro for verse]

D5
So I find myself among
                       Fmaj7
The brave Southwestern hills
                             D5
Running like a madman on the moor

D5
Let the sweet Atlantic rain
             Fmaj7
Wash away my ill's
                                  D5
Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm


picked

Fmaj7
I get the strangest feeling
Dsus2
In the air around
Fmaj7                          Dsus2
It's more than just a feeling
Fmaj7
A different way of seeing
Dsus2
A different kind of life
Fmaj7                          Dsus2
Something I believe in


    Am
But in amongst the city lights
    Dsus2
The feeling's not so clear
Am
Faceless signs and neon lights
Dsus2
Hide what I hold dear
F
It's there to find if you have the mind
G   (N.C)
And you don't live in fear of it

I rest among what still remains
Of lives that passed before
Lighting strikes the top of Zennor Tor
I find myself amazed again
At man's pathetic score
Years of knowledge wasted and ignored