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Artist: The Killers
Song: Four Winds (cover)
Album: None
Tabbed by: Necriononguitar (more Killers tabs)
E-mail: [email protected]
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Tuning: Standard
. = Palm-Muted
~ = hold note
^ = vibrate
p = pull off
h = hammer on
/ = slide up
\ = slide down
----Found this song at YT dont know were it comes from. maybe an EP. i dont know
what band has written it but it sounds cool ^^----
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 ;D
e|-------------------1-1---------------|
B|----33---3~~------------4~~----------|
G|-3~3--------5~35~~-----3------3-5-3--|
D|------11--------------------3------5-|
A|-------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------|
--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)
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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...