The Riddle chords by Gigi Dagostino

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

The Riddle - Gigi D'Agostino


Intro:
| Percussion | % | % | % |
| F#m E | A B | F#m E | D A |
| F#m E | A B | F#m E | D A | Bm C#m D E |
| F#m E | A B | F#m E | D A | F#m E   | A B | F#m E | D A |
| Bm C#m D E | F#m E

Verse 1:
   A     B   C#m     D
I got two strong arms, blessings of Babylon,
Bm   G      F#m   E    A   B
time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms.
C#m  D     E#m A#m Bm  C#m D
So to America the brave,  wise men sail.

Chorus:
E   F#m    E        A      B
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground,
    F#m    E      D     A
where a old man of Arran goes around and around
    F#m    E       A      B
in his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
   F#m       E         D      A
For a strange kind of fashion, there's a wrong and a right,
     Bm   C#m  D   E  G  C
but he'll never, never fight over you.

Verse 2:
   Fmaj7  Bb A       D
I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors,
  G   F
without a plan of yours.
 E         Am Bm  C
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill,
D       C       Bb Eb Cm  Dm  Eb  F
thanks to the calling of the wild, wise man's child.

Instrumental:
| F#m E | A B | F#m E | D A | F#m E | A B | F#m E | D A |
| Bm C#m D E | F#m | F#m E

Verse 3:
   A     B  C#m      D
I got plans for us, nights in the scullery
  Bm   G
and days instead of me.
 F#m E     A   B  C#m   D      E#m A#m
I only know what to discuss, oh, for anything but light,
Bm  C#m D    E  F#m E
wise men fighting over you.
     A   B  C#m    D
It's not me you see, pieces of valentine,
   Bm   G        F#m    E    A  B
with just a song of mine, to keep from burning history.
C#m    D      E#m A#m Bm  C#m D
Seasons of gasoline and gold,  wise men fold.

Chorus:
E   F#m    E        A      B
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground,
    F#m    E      D     A
where a old man of Arran goes around and around
    F#m    E       A      B
in his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
   F#m       E         D      A
For a strange kind of fashion, there's a wrong and a right,
     Bm   C#m  D   E  G  C
but he'll never, never fight over you.

Verse 4:
   Fmaj7  Bb  A      D
I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors,
  G   F
without a plan of yours.
 E         Am Bm  C
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill,
D       C       Bb Eb Cm  Dm  Eb  F
thanks to the calling of the wild, wise man's child...

Outro:
| Gm F | Bb C | Gm F | Eb Bb | Cm Dm | Eb F | Gm |