Solsbury Hill

Peter Gabriel

Tom: A
Capotraste na 2ª casa

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)