The Cities That You've Burned - Adam Haworth Stephens
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ba7WB1sxiw4&feature=related
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Intro:
Dm
e ------------5------------5------------5------------5--| ::
B ------6------------6------------6------------6--------| ||
G ---7-----7------------7------------7------------7-----| ||
D ------------------------------------------------------| ||
A ------------------------------------------------------| ||
E ------------------------------------------------------| ||
|| Played
C || twice
e ------------8------------8------------8------------0--| ||
B ------8------------8------------8------------8--------| ||
G ---9-----9------------9------------9------------9-----| ||
D ------------------------------------------------------| ||
A ------------------------------------------------------| ||
E ------------------------------------------------------| ::
The same pattern basically applies in the first verse to these following chords:
Dm* C'* F* C* Gm*
e ---5------8------1------3------3------|
B ---6------8------1------5------3------|
G ---7------9------2------5------3------|
D --------------------------------------|
A --------------------------------------|
E --------------------------------------|
Dm* C'*
So amused, the six street peddlers come to sing your blues
Dm* C'*
And money spent, to damn the rivers of your discontent
F* C*
You got your invitation to the bachelor's ball
Gm* C* F*
And you stay out till the sun comes creeping up your bedroom wall
[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/a/adam-haworth-stephens/320625.html ]
Dm/A / / / | Dm/A / / / | Dm/A / / / | Dm/A / / / |
Dm/A F
Ivory tower, you sit and while away the idle hours
Dm/A C
Skin and bones, the city streets below just weep and moan
F C
But from your window above, you only hear the rain
Bb C F
You touch the world through a glove, it's so much easier than feeling pain
Bb F C Bb
And they're inventing hunger in the grey of dawn
Bb F C Bb
As I sit among your parliament of pawns
Bb F C Dm
Just growing younger with every yawn
C F C Bb
And in the ashes of the cities that you've burned
C F
We'll sit and wait for your return
Dm/A F
So composed, wake on the floor in your designer clothes
Dm/A C
And so refined, you think the country's just a state of mind
F C
Switch like a switchblade my love, cut the young men down
Bb C F
You've been to heaven above, but your feet have never touched the ground
Bb F C Bb
And we brought you roses in eternal bloom
Bb F C Bb
While you stand before us in your royal gloom
Bb F C Dm
Holding a torch to your silver spoon
C F C Bb
And in the ashes of the cities that you've burned
C F
We'll sit and wait for your return
Outro: |: F / / /|F / / /|Bb/ / /|C / / / :| (x6 times)
~end on F
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Tabbed by Adam Alfredsson
