• Song:

    A Dustland Fairytale Acoustic

  • Artist:

    Killers

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tabbed by: necriononguitar


Intro:
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Verse 1:
           D           D                     A                  G
A dustland fairytale beginning, just another white trash county kiss.
          D               Bm               D                         
In 'Sixty-One, long brown hair and foolish eyes.
D                                                      A                     G
  He looked just like you'd want him to - some kind of slick chrome American prince.
  A             Bm         Bm          ( A ) G          G    ( G/f# )
A blue jean serenade, Moon River, what you do to me.
    E                    E
But I don't believe you.


Chorus 1:
D/A                         G7M/B           
  Saw Cinderella in a party dress but she was looking for a nightgown
A/C#                              D                   D/F#
  I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown.
G           D/F#          (Bm/Bb ) Bm          A                 D  
  I saw the minute that I turned away, I got my money on a palm tonight.


Verse 2:
    D                 D            A              G
The change came in disguise of revelation set his soul on fire.
    A *              G7M/B   G         D 
She says she always knew he'd come around.
        D                      D/C#    Bm                  Bm
And the decades disappear like sinking ships that we persevere.
    A        G                  Bm    G        D
God gives us hope, but we still fear, we don't know, the mind is poison.
Bm               Bm                G              G
  Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalised.
    E                      E
The drawbridge is closing.


Chorus 2:
D/A                         G7M/B           
  Saw Cinderella in a party dress but she was looking for a nightgown
A/C#                              D/A                 D/F#
  I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown.
G           D/F#             Bm/Bb      Bm               A/C#             D
  I saw the ending when they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away
                D/F#                  A
Straight to the valley of the great divide.


Middle Eight:
A               A/E *       D                   A          G
  Out where the dreams all hide, out where the wind don't blow.
G              G/f#       Bm   Bm         A        D
  Out here the good girls die,   and the sky won't snow.
D              A        G     G                A           G
  Out here the bird don't sing,   out here the field don't grow.
G              A/C#       Bm   B/D#                       E       E7
  Out here the bell don't ring,   out here the bell don't ring.
G     G                         D/A
        Out here the good girls die.


Outro-Chorus:
          D/A                  G7M/B            G7M/B
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep, it's such a bitter form of refuge.
A/C#                                    D/A        D/F#             G
  Oh don't you know the kingdom's under siege? And everybody needs you.
               D/F#         Bm/Bb    Bm              A/C#                    D
Is there still magic in the midnight sun? Or did you leave it back in 'Sixty-One?
       D/F#                     G                     A           D      
In the cadence of a young man's eyes,   and where the dreams roll high.


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