The Killers – Terrible Thing (Guitar)

[Intro]
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The parking lot is rammed with shotgun pickup trucks

       F                                 C
At the Jones Rubber plant where all the guys end up

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Beer-drinking boy scouts living life like they ain't stuck

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On these quicksand streets   with their girls in a sling

          Am             G                    C
I'm in my bedroom on the verge of a terrible thing

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'Round here, we all take up our cross and hang on His holy name

        F                                           C
But the cards that I was dealt will get you thrown out of the game

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Hey momma, can't you see your boy is wrapped up in the strangle silk

        Am          G                   F
Of this cobweb town   where culture is king?

          Am             G                    C
I'm in my bedroom on the verge of a terrible thing

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I close my eyes     and think of the water

            F         Am              G
Out at the Salt Creek     when I was young

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Down at Old Mill Park, half the town's in tow

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To crown the Bathing Beauty of the rodeo

          F                                      C
While her mother fights back proud tears a young cowboy gives the nod

           Am               G                        F
The chute opens, bull draws blood, and the gift is accepted by God

          Am                G                        F
The chute opens, bull draws blood, and the gift is accepted by God

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In this barbed wire town     of barbed wire dreams

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I'm in my bedroom on the verge of a terrible thing

           F    Am                    C
I close my eyes     and think of the water

           F          Am              G
Out at the Salt Creek     when I was young

           F    Am                    C
I close my eyes     and think of the water

           F          Am             G
Out at the Salt Creek     when I was young