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Four Winds
Killers
Artist: The Killers
Song: Four Winds (cover)
Album: None
Tabbed by: Necriononguitar (more Killers tabs)
-mail: tim.rathgen@gmx.de

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Tuning: Standard

. = Palm-Muted
~ = hold note
^ = vibrate
p = pull off
h = hammer on
/ = slide up
\ = slide down

UPDATE 05/09/2010     some minor changes, riffs added.
and i forgot to write down minor chords :S sorry...
and a capo version is added!

SCROLL DOWN FOR THE CAPO VERSION!!!

Piano Riff (Intro):    thanks to cachuchis for the riff ;

--Intro--

Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight
In an abandoned building where

The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl
With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
Four winds blowing through her hair

But when great Satan's gone,           the Whore of Babylon
She just can't sustain, the pressure where it's placed
          ()                   ()
She caves            She caves...

--Interlude--

The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute
If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth
Still, they're pouring over sanskrit under ivy league moons
                            ()
While shadows lengthen in the sun

Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
                       ()
Four winds, cry until it comes

And it's the Sum of Man,         Slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain,      All of that empty space
       ()          ()
It breaks,    it breaks...                     It breaks!

--Interlude--

Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
                                 ()
They said, "You'd better look alive"

Now it's off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East
I've buried my ballast, I made my peace
                                 ()
Heard four winds leveling the pines

But when great Satan's gone,           The whore of Babylon
She just can't remain,                 With all that outer space
        ()         ()                  
She breaks,   she breaks,      she caves,  she caves
          ()             ()
She breaks                   You'd better look alive

--Outro--

               (fade out)

CAPO VERSION!

Capo 3

--Intro--

Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight
In an abandoned building where

The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl
With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
Four winds blowing through her hair

But when great Satan's gone,           the Whore of Babylon
She just can't sustain, the pressure where it's placed
           ()                  ()
She caves            She caves...

--Interlude--

The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute
If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth
Still, they're pouring over sanskrit under ivy league moons
                            ()
While shadows lengthen in the sun

Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
                       ()
Four winds, cry until it comes

And it's the Sum of Man,         Slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain,      All of that empty space
       ()          ()
It breaks,    it breaks...                     It breaks!

--Interlude--

Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
                                  ()
They said, "You'd better look alive"

Now it's off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East
I've buried my ballast, I made my peace
                                  ()
Heard four winds leveling the pines

But when great Satan's gone,           The whore of Babylon
She just can't remain,                 With all that outer space
        ()         ()                    
She breaks,     she breaks,      she caves,  she caves
          ()              ()
She breaks                   You'd better look alive

--Outro--

               (fade out)

Thats it! I hope this helped, please rate, comment and correct me!

Cheers...
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