Quiet Town Chords by The Killers
Tempo:
124 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
Gm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
Bb
F
Eb
Gm
C
Bb
F
Eb
[Am] Oh yeah, [A] oh no, the train, every two or three years the train kills somebody.
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Every two or three [Ebm] years, yep.
Everybody knows about the train, okay?.
You hear it [C] constantly.
I think the [N] train is a way to find your way out of this life if you get hit by it.
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[Bb] .
[F] .
[Gm] .
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[Bb] A couple of kids got hit by a Union [F] Pacific train.
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Carried sheet metal and household appliances [C] to [Gm] the [Eb] foreign ring.
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[Bb] They're planning on getting married after graduation.
[F] Had a little baby girl, trouble came and shut [Gm] it down.
Things like that ain't [Eb] supposed to happen in this [Bb] quiet town.
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Families [F] are tight.
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[Gm] Good people still don't deadbolt their doors [Eb] at night in this [Bb] quiet town.
When .
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[Eb] we first [Bb] heard opioid stories, they were always in [F] whispering tones.
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[Gm] Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of [Eb] childhood homes.
Parents [Gm] wept through daddy's girl [Bb] eulogies and marriage badge milestones.
With their daughters [F] and sons laying their lifeless in their suits [Gm] and gowns.
Somebody's been keeping [Eb] secrets in this [Bb] quiet town.
They know [F] how to live.
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[Gm] Good people who lean on Jesus, they're quick to [Eb] forgive in this quiet [Bb] town.
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[Bb] .
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[Bb] Near the town, I'll find some reason [F] to give.
And I [Bb] will walk with the dead and the living where I [Eb] used to live.
And every time I see my [Bb] parents in the prime of their lives, offering [F] their son the kind of love he [Dm] could [Fm] never [Bb] put down.
Part of me is still [Eb] that stainless kid, lucky in this [Bb] quiet town.
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Salt [F] of the land.
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Hard [Gm] working people, if you're in trouble, they'll lend [Eb] you a hand.
Here in this quiet [Bb] town.
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[Bb] The first crop of hay is up, school [F] it out and the sun beats [Bb] [Gm] down.
Snug pillows from a Sunday train, [Eb] it cries away from a quiet [Bb] town.
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Every two or three [Ebm] years, yep.
Everybody knows about the train, okay?.
You hear it [C] constantly.
I think the [N] train is a way to find your way out of this life if you get hit by it.
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[Bb] .
[F] .
[Gm] .
[Eb] .
[Bb] A couple of kids got hit by a Union [F] Pacific train.
[Gm] .
Carried sheet metal and household appliances [C] to [Gm] the [Eb] foreign ring.
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[Bb] They're planning on getting married after graduation.
[F] Had a little baby girl, trouble came and shut [Gm] it down.
Things like that ain't [Eb] supposed to happen in this [Bb] quiet town.
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Families [F] are tight.
[Bb] .
[Gm] Good people still don't deadbolt their doors [Eb] at night in this [Bb] quiet town.
When .
[F] [Bb] .
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[Eb] we first [Bb] heard opioid stories, they were always in [F] whispering tones.
.
[Gm] Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of [Eb] childhood homes.
Parents [Gm] wept through daddy's girl [Bb] eulogies and marriage badge milestones.
With their daughters [F] and sons laying their lifeless in their suits [Gm] and gowns.
Somebody's been keeping [Eb] secrets in this [Bb] quiet town.
They know [F] how to live.
.
[Gm] Good people who lean on Jesus, they're quick to [Eb] forgive in this quiet [Bb] town.
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[Bb] .
[Eb] .
[Bb] Near the town, I'll find some reason [F] to give.
And I [Bb] will walk with the dead and the living where I [Eb] used to live.
And every time I see my [Bb] parents in the prime of their lives, offering [F] their son the kind of love he [Dm] could [Fm] never [Bb] put down.
Part of me is still [Eb] that stainless kid, lucky in this [Bb] quiet town.
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Salt [F] of the land.
.
Hard [Gm] working people, if you're in trouble, they'll lend [Eb] you a hand.
Here in this quiet [Bb] town.
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[Gm] .
[Eb] .
[Bb] The first crop of hay is up, school [F] it out and the sun beats [Bb] [Gm] down.
Snug pillows from a Sunday train, [Eb] it cries away from a quiet [Bb] town.
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