arist : the killers
song : a dustland fairytale
album : day and age
please accept this version because it is a simplified and easier way to play it .
capo 2
D/G : x5543
xg#dim : 4564
xxc/E : 032010
G/B : x20030
C G F
a dustland fairytale beginning , just another white trash county kiss
G Am C Csus4 C
in sixty one , long brown hair and foolish eyes
G F
he looked just like you’d want him to , some kind of slick chrome american prince
G Am F F F/E
a blue jean serenade , moon river what you do to me
D/F#
but i don’t believe you
chorus :
G Am
saw cinderella in a party dress , but she was looking for a nightgown
G/B C D/G
i saw the devil wrapping up his hands , he’s getting ready for the showdown
F C/E G#dim Am G/B C
i saw the minute that i turned away , i got my money on a palm tonight
C G F
the change came in disguise of revelation set his soul on fire
G Am C
she says she always knew he’d come around
C/B Am
and the decades disappear like sinking ships that we persevere
Am/G F Am F C
god gives us hope , but we still fear , we don’t know , the mind is poison
Am F
castles in the sky sit stranded , vandalised
D/F#
the drawbridge is closing
chorus :
G Am
saw cinderella in a party dress , but she was looking for a nightgown
G/B C G F
i saw the devil wrapping up his hands , he’s getting ready for the showdown
C/E G#dim Am G/B C
i saw the ending when they turned the page , i threw my money and i ran away
C/B G
straight to the valley of the great divide
C C/B F
out where the dreams all hide , out where the wind don’t blow
C/B Am C/B C
out here the good girls die , and the sky won’t snow
C/B Am C/B F
out here the bird don’t sing , out here the field don’t grow
C/B Am A/C# Dm
out here the bell don’t ring , out here the bell don’t ring
C G
out here the good girls die
chorus :
Am
now cinderella don’t you go to sleep , it’s such a bitter form of refuge
G/B C G
oh don’t you know the kingdom’s under siege , and everybody needs you
Am G C/B Am C/B C
is there still magic in the midnight sun , or did you leave it back in sixty one
G Am C
in the cadence of a young man’s eyes , and where the dreams roll high
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