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A Dustland Fairytale Tab

by Killers


Arist: The Killers
Song: A Dustland Fairytale
Album: Day and Age

Capo 2

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 A dustland fairytale beginning, just another white trash county kiss
                                              
 In Sixty One, long brown hair and foolish eyes
                                                                          
 He looked just like you'd want him to, some kind of slick chrome American prince
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 A blue jean serenade, moon river what you do to me
    
 But I don't believe you

Chorus:
                          
 Saw Cinderella in a party dress, but she was looking for a nightgown
                                                 
 I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown
                                                   
 I saw the minute that I turned away, I got my money on a palm tonight

                                                 
 The change came in disguise of revelation set his soul on fire
                                  
 She says she always knew he'd come around
                                     
 And the decades disappear like sinking ships that we persevere
                                           
 God gives us    hope, but we still fear, we don't know, the mind is poison
                                 
 Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalised
     
 The drawbridge is closing

Chorus:
                          
 Saw Cinderella in a party dress, but she was looking for a nightgown
                                                                       
 I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown
                                                            
 I saw the ending when they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away
                                    
 Straight to the valley of the great divide

                                                     
 Out where the dreams all hide, out where the wind don't blow
                                        
 Out here the good girls die, and the sky won't snow
                                                
 Out here the bird don't sing, out here the field don't grow
                                                 
 Out here the bell don't ring,    out here the bell don't ring
                         
 Out here the good girls die

Chorus:
                                
 Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep, it's such a bitter form of refuge
                                              
 Oh don't you know the kingdom's under siege, and everybody needs you
                                                                  
 Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in Sixty One
                                                              
 In the cadence of a young man's eyes, and where the dreams roll high