A Dustland Fairytale

   D/F#
A Dustland Fairytale beginning
   A                     D
Just another white trash county kiss
                   G            D
In '61, long brown hair, foolish 
eyes
D/F#
He looks just like you'd want him to
            A                    
Some kind of slick chrome American 
Bm
Prince
G            D            
A blue jean serenade, and moon 
Bm               Em
river, what you do to me
E
I don't believe you
D/F#                 D
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
                          A
But she was looking for a nightgown
                            D
I saw the devil wrapping up his 
hands
                           A
He's getting ready for the showdown
                              Bm
I saw the minute that I turned away
          G                 D
I got my money on a palm tonight
D
Change came in disguise of 
revelation, set his soul on fire
                G                D
She says she always knew he'd come 
around
Continues after the ad
And the decades disappear like 
   Bm
sinking ships
                          G
But we persevere, God gives us hope
                            D
But we still fear what we don't know

The mind is poison
Bm                               
Castles in the sky sit stranded, 
Em
vandalized
E
Drawbridges closing
D/F#                D
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
                            A
But she was looking for a nightgown
                              D
I saw the devil wrapping up his 
hands
                               G
He's getting ready for the showdown
        A                          
I saw the ending where they turned 
  Bm
the page
                       D
I took my money and I ran away
                                 A
Straight to the valley of the great 
divide
                     D
Out where the dreams are high
                      Bm
Out here, the wind don't blow
                   G
Out here, the good girls die
                D
And the sky won't snow
                      Bm
Out here, the birds don't sing
                       G
Out here, the fields don't grow
                     Bm
Out here, the bell don't ring
                        Em   A
Out here, the bell don't ring
                      D
Out here, the good girls die
       A                       D
Now Cinderella, don't you go to 
sleep
                            A
It's such a bitter form of refuge
Oh don't you know, the kingdom's 
  D
under siege
                 A
And everybody needs you
                                 D
Is there still magic in the midnight
 sun
          G             D
Or did you leave it back in 61?
                            G
In the cadence of a young man's eyes
A                 D
I wouldn't dream so high