Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters chords by The Killers

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro: C


Verse 1:

C     F/C C
And now I know
E7      Am   C/G F      C/E    Dm7    C
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
  F/C    C     Csus4 C
I thought I knew
E7     Am     C/G   F      C/E    Dm7 C/E
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

F        C/E    Dm7       C
Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
F       C/E        G        C
You stand at the edge   while people run you through
F         C/E      G          C
And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
F         C/E              Dm   G
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you


Chorus:

      C         Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
       F/A        C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    C       C/E    C/G   F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
     E7         Am C/G
For unless they see the sky
     F    C/E    Dm
But they can't and that is why
     F       G        F
They know not if it's dark outside or light

C/E    C


Verse 2:

C     F/C C
This Broadway's got
E7       Am     C/G
It's got a lot of songs to sing
F      C/E    Dm7       C
If I knew the tunes I might join in
   F/C    C    Csus4 C
I'll go my way alone
E7     Am     C/G   F      C/E    Dm7 C/E
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City

F        C/E    Dm7       C
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
F       C/E        G        C
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F         C/E      G          C
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F         C/E              Dm   G
I thank the Lord for the people I have found


Chorus:

      C         Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
       F/A        C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    C       C/E    C/G   F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
     E7         Am C/G
For unless they see the sky
     F    C/E    Dm
But they can't and that is why
     F       G        F
They know not if it's dark outside or light

C/E    C


Verse 3:

     F/C C
And now I know
E7      Am   C/G F      C/E    Dm7    C
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
  F/C    C     Csus4 C
I thought I knew
E7     Am     C/G   F      C/E    Dm7 C/E
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

F     C/E    Dm7       C
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
F       C/E     G       C
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F        C/E      G       C
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F         C/E           Dm     G
I thank the Lord for the people I have found


Chorus:

      C         Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
       F/A        C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    C       C/E    C/G   F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
     E7         Am C/G
For unless they see the sky
     F    C/E    Dm
But they can't and that is why
     F       G        F
They know not if it's dark outside or light

C/G


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