Peter Gabriel

Peter Gabriel

Solsbury Hill
Composição de (Peter Gabriel)
Capo 2nd fret. 
7/4 time Guitar motif: Beats 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 + 7 + ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||---3-----5-----2-----------3-----2-----0---------------0----|| ||*----2---------2-------------2---------1-------1---2-------*|| ||*------4-------2---------------4-------2-------------------*|| ||---0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0--------|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| In addition there is a simple melodic figure played at the start of each bar throughout the verses over top of the chords: Beats 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 + 7 + ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||---2-----------0--------------------------------------------|| ||*----------------------2---2-------------------------------*|| ||*----------------------------------------------------------*|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| Intro: Guitar motif x6
Verse 1: A E/A A A E/A A Climbing up on Solsbury Hill F#m E/F# F#m I could see the city lights F#m E/F# F#m Wind was blowing, time stood still A E/A A Eagle flew out of the night A E/A A He was something to observe F#m E/F# F#m Came in close; I heard a voice F#m E/F# F#m Standing, stretching every nerve Dmaj7 E/D Dmaj7 I had to listen; had no choice Dmaj7 I did not believe the information E/D Dmaj7 F#m Just had to trust imagination E Dmaj7 My heart going boom boom boom Dmaj7 E/D Dmaj7 D E Dmaj7 Esus4 Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home Guitar motif x2 Verse 2: To keep in silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut So I went from day to day Though my life was in a rut Till I thought of what I'd say And which connection I should cut I was feeling part of the scenery I walked right out of the machinery My heart going boom boom boom Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home Guitar motif x4 Verse 3: When illusion spin her net I'm never where I want to be And liberty she pirouette When I think that I am free Watched by empty silhouettes Who close their eyes but still can see No one taught them etiquette So I will show another me Today I don't need a replacement I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant My heart going boom boom boom Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home Guitar motif to fade (x12)

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