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Please scroll down for easy-chord version. Losing Touch The Killers Tabbed by rich-uk 7 December 2008 Standard tuning - E A D G B E Intro: E B F# G#m E B F# F# G#m G#m C# C# G#m G#m C# C# Verse 1:
G#m Console me in my G#mdarkest hour, C# convince me that the C#truth is always G#mgrey. Caress me in your G#mvelvet chair, C# conceal me from the C#ghost you cast awEay.
Chorus 1: B F# G#m (F#) E I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill their heads with Brumours of impending F#doom F#- it must be G#mtrue. Fill: G#m C# C#
Verse 2:
G#m Console me in my darkest hour, C# and tell me that you C#always hear my G#mcries. I wonder what you G#mgot conspired, C# I'm sure it dawns a C#consolation Eprize.
Chorus 2: B F# G#m (F#) E I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill the night with Bstories, the legend F#grows, F#7 B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E of how you got lost, but you made your way back home. B (F#) C#m (G#m) E F# You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond, yeah!
Middle Eight:
G#m I heard you found a G#mwishing well, G#m in the citG#my. G#m Console me in my G#mdarkest hour (in my G#mdarkest hour) G#m and you throw me Edown.
Chorus 3: B F# G#m (F#) E I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill your crown with Brumours. F# F#7 Impending Edoom B- F# it must be G#mtrue. E B F# F#
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E But you made your way back home. B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond. B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home. B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone. Outro: B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E I'm losing touch. B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E B NB. Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar Chords in brackets fall mid-bar Losing Touch The Killers Tabbed by rich-uk 7 December 2008 Optional dropped tuning - Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb Intro: F C G Am F C G G Am Am D D Am Am D D Verse 1:
Am Console me in my Amdarkest hour, D convince me that the Dtruth is always Amgrey. Caress me in your Amvelvet chair, D conceal me from the Dghost you cast awFay.
Chorus 1: C G Am (G) F I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill their heads with Crumours of impending Gdoom G- it must be Amtrue. Fill: Am D D
Verse 2:
Am Console me in my darkest hour, D and tell me that you Dalways hear my Amcries. I wonder what you Amgot conspired, D I'm sure it dawns a Dconsolation Fprize.
Chorus 2: C G Am (G) F I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill the night with Cstories, the legend Ggrows, G7 C (G) Dm (Am) F F of how you got lost, but you made your way back home. C (G) Dm (Am) F G You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond, yeah!
Middle Eight:
Am I heard you found a Amwishing well, Am in the citAmy. Am Console me in my Amdarkest hour (in my Amdarkest hour) Am and you throw me Fdown.
Chorus 3: C G Am (G) F I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
Fill your crown with Crumours. G G7 Impending Fdoom C- G it must be Amtrue. F C G G
C (G) Dm (Am) F F But you made your way back home. C (G) Dm (Am) F F You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond. C (G) Dm (Am) F F And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home. C (G) Dm (Am) F F You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone. Outro: C (G) Dm (Am) F F I'm losing touch. C (G) Dm (Am) F F C (G) Dm (Am) F F C (G) Dm (Am) F F C NB. Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar Chords in brackets fall mid-bar