Written by Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford From Genesis album: The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway, 1974 |
Key: D major, Time: 4/4, Tempo: 76Intro: {Synth, tempo rubato} ~~~~~~ |6/4 F# F#sus4 C#m/E ||4/4 {Enter the band with lead guitar} |:4/4 Emaj7 | |2/4 C#m6 :| (x 2) |4/4 Emaj7 C#m6/E |Emaj7/D# | |C#m | | | || |G#m G#sus2 |B/F# D#m/F# | |C#m6 Emaj7 | | | C#m6 || Verse A-1: (0:40-) {Faster, Tempo: 91} ~~~~~~~~~~ |G# |G#sus2 | At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people, |C#m6/G# | || running around to all the doors. |G# |G#sus2 They try to find, find themselves an audience; |C#m6/G# | || their de-ductions need ap-plause. Verse B-1: {Quietly, half tempo feel} (1:01-) ~~~~~~~~~~ |C#m |G#/B# The rich man stands in front of me, |Bm6 |F#/A# The poor man behind my back. |F#m/A |Adim | They be-lieve they can con-trol the game, |G# |C#sus4 |C# but the juggler holds another pack. ||A/C# | |C# | I need someone to be-lieve in, someone to trust. | |A/C# | |C# | || I need someone to be-lieve in, someone to trust. Chorus 1: (1:47-) ~~~~~~~~ |G#m7 |F# |C# | | I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman, |G#m7 |F# |C# You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can, |2/4 C#/E# |6/4 G# He'll smile through his guard, |2/4 C#/E# |4/4 G# | || Sur - vival trains hard. [Chorus 2] (2:13-) I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands, Don't need any shield, When you're out in the field. Bridge: (2:38-) {Tempo rubato, cf. Intro} ~~~~~~~ F#7 ||Emaj7 | But down here, | |2/4 C#m6/E |4/4 Emaj7 | I'm so a - lone with my fear, | |2/4 C#m6/E |4/4 Emaj7 With every - thing that I hear. |Emaj7 G#m/D# B6/F# |C#m | || And e - very single door, that I've walked through... {Enter the band, a tempo} (3:04-) |G#m G#sus2 |B/F# D#m/F# |C#m6 Emaj7 | Brings me back, back here a-gain, | | C#m6 ||G# I've got to find my own way. [Verse A-2] (3:17-) The priest and the magician, Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; And they're all calling out my name, Even academics, searching printed word. [Verse B-2] (3:37-) My father to the left of me, My mother to the right, Like everyone else they're pointing But nowhere feels quite right. And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. [Chorus 3] (4:22-) I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found, There's no need to sell if you're homeward bound. If I choose a side, He won't take me for a ride. Coda: (4:47-) {Tempo rubato, with keys only, cf. Brige} ~~~~~ F#7 ||Emaj7 | Back in - side | |2/4 C#m6/E |4/4 Emaj7 | This chamber of so many doors; | |2/4 C#m6/E |4/4 Emaj7 I've nowhere, nowhere to hide. |G#m B6 |C#m | I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me, {With piano only} ||G#m G#sus2 |B/F# D#m/F# |C#m6/E Emaj7 | Find a door that doesn't lead me back a-gain | | C#m6/E |G# || - take me a-way. Note: G#/B# = Ab/C, C#/E# = Db/F
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