King Of Dust

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I dreamed that I was flying above the glittering world,
       F              C               G          C
but I woke up in the bar ditch, car ready to explode
 F              C            F                C
Hanging upside down in the front seat of my truck
       F                C         G          C  C7
The scream of grinding metal, 40 cars piling up

 F                    C           E               Am  G
Nothing rusts in the desert. The air is full of ghosts
  F                      C         G                    C    C7
Cliffs painted with the old gods, rabbit brush full of bones
     F                 C         G                           Am G
Oh, Coronado, king of dust, the desert never cared what you saw
           F    Fm        C
when you stared into the sun

C

C                         F  C     G                    C  C7
Ancient oceans have been lost   beneath this shifting clay
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where conquistadors in silver hunted Cibola across the plains,
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but there are no golden cities, only trailer parks and dust,
    F            C                  G             C  C7
and angels only fly here when you drive into the sun

 F                    C           E               Am  G
Nothing rusts in the desert. The air is full of ghosts
  F                      C         G                    C    C7
Cliffs painted with the old gods, rabbit brush full of bones
     F                 C         G                           Am G
Oh, Coronado, king of dust, the desert never cared what you saw
           F    Fm        C
when you stared into the sun

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