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:    x5543x
G#dim:  4564xx
C/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