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Four Winds

The Killers
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
e|-------------------1-1---------------|
B|----33---3~~------------4~~----------|
G|-3~3--------5~35~~-----3------3-5-3--|
D|------11--------------------3------5-|
A|-------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------|
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 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...
 -
 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!
 -
 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
 -
 -
 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...
 -
 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!
 -
 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
 -
 Thats it! I hope this helped, please rate, comment and correct me!
 Cheers...

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Readable chord sheet for Four Winds by The Killers

e|-------------------1-1---------------|
B|----33---3~~------------4~~----------|
G|-3~3--------5~35~~-----3------3-5-3--|
D|------11--------------------3------5-|
A|-------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------|

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[Gm]    [Eb]     [Bb]    [Cm]
[Bb]    [Cm]     [Eb]    [Eb]

Your [Gm]class, your caste, your country, sect, your n[Eb]ame or your tribe
There's [Bb]people always dying trying to [Cm]keep them alive
There are [Bb]bodies decomposing in con[Cm]tainers tonight
In an[Eb] abandoned building [Eb]where

The [Gm]squatters made a mural of a [Eb]Mexican girl
With [Bb]15 cans of spray paint in a chemi[Cm]cal swirl
She's [Bb]standing in the ashes at the [Cm]end of the world
Four [Eb]winds blowing through her hair

But when great [Cm]Satan's [F]gone,           the Whore of [Cm]Baby[F]lon
She just [Eb]can't sus[Bb]tain, the pressure [Eb]where it's [Bb]placed
She [Cm]caves    [Cm]        She [F]caves...    [F]

-
[Gm]    [Eb]     [Bb]    [Cm]
[Bb]    [Cm]     [Eb]    [Eb]

The [Gm]Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the [Eb]Qu'ran is mute
If you [Bb]burned them all together you'd get [Cm]close to the truth
Still, they're [Bb]pouring over sanskrit under [Cm]ivy league moons
While shadows[Eb] lengthen in the s[Eb]un

Cast on a [Gm]school of meditation built to [Eb]soften the times
And [Bb]hold us at the center while the [Cm]spiral unwinds
It's [Bb]knocking over fences, crossing [Cm]property lines
Four winds[Eb], cry until it c[Eb]omes

And it's the [Cm]Sum of [F]Man,         Slouching towards [Cm]Bethle[F]hem
A heart just [Eb]can't con[Bb]tain,      All of that [Eb]empty [Bb]space
It [Cm]breaks,[Cm]    it [F]breaks..[F].                     It breaks!

-
[Gm]    [Eb]     [Bb]    [Cm]
[Bb]    [Cm]     [Eb]    [Eb]

Well I went [Gm]back by rented Cadillac and [Eb]company jet
Like a [Bb]newly orphaned refugee re[Cm]tracing my steps
All the [Bb]way to Cassadega to com[Cm]mune with the dead
They said, "You'd[Eb] better look alive"[Eb]

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

But when great [Cm]Satan's [F]gone,           The whore of [Cm]Baby[F]lon
She just [Eb]can't re[Bb]main,                 With all that [Eb]outer [Bb]space
She [Am]breaks,[Am]   she [Gm]breaks, [Gm]     she [Cm]caves[Bb],  she [Eb]caves [Eb]    [D]
She [Cm]breaks   [Cm]          [F]      Yo[F]u'd better look alive

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[Gm]    [Eb]     [Bb]    [Cm]
[Bb]    [Cm]     [Eb]    [Eb]

[Gm]    [Eb]     [Bb]    [Cm]
[Bb]    [Cm]     [Eb]    [Eb]

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[Em]    [C]     [G]    [Am]
[G]     [Am]    [C]    [C]

Your [Em]class, your caste, your country, sect, your n[C]ame or your tribe
There's [G]people always dying trying to [Am]keep them alive
There are [G]bodies decomposing in con[Am]tainers tonight
In an[C] abandoned building [C]where

The [Em]squatters made a mural of a [C]Mexican girl
With [G]15 cans of spray paint in a chemi[Am]cal swirl
She's [G]standing in the ashes at the [Am]end of the world
Four [C]winds blowing through her hair

But when great [Am]Satan's [D]gone,           the Whore of [Am]Baby[D]lon
She just [C]can't sus[G]tain, the pressure [C]where it's [G]placed
She [Am]caves     [Am]       She [D]caves...    [D]

-
[Em]    [C]     [G]    [Am]
[G]     [Am]    [C]    [C]

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

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

And it's the [Am]Sum of [D]Man,         Slouching towards [Am]Bethle[D]hem
A heart just [C]can't con[G]tain,      All of that [C]empty [G]space
It [Am]breaks,[Am]    it [D]breaks..[D].                     It breaks!

-
[Em]    [C]     [G]    [Am]
[G]     [Am]    [C]    [C]

Well I went [Em]back by rented Cadillac and [C]company jet
Like a [G]newly orphaned refugee re[Am]tracing my steps
All the [G]way to Cassadega to co[Am]mmune with the dead
They said, "You'd[C] better look alive"[C]

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

But when great [Am]Satan's [D]gone,           The whore of [Am]Baby[D]lon
She just [C]can't re[G]main,                 With all that [C]outer [G]space
She [F#m]breaks, [F#m]    she [Em]breaks, [Em]     she [Am]caves,[G]  she [C]caves [C/B]
She [Am]breaks   [Am]           [D]     You[D]'d better look alive

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[Em]    [C]     [G]    [Am]
[G]     [Am]    [C]    [C]

[Em]    [C]     [G]    [Am]
[G]     [Am]    [C]    [C]

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

Cheers...

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