Gregory Alan Isakov – Suitcase Full Of Sparks chords

Artist: Gregory Alan Isakov
Song: Suitcase Full Of Sparks
Album: Unreleased (so far!)
Tabbed By: Jo Lefebure

Tuning: Standard

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Chords:

     C   G   Am  F   E   G7e|---x---x---x---x---x---1---|b|---1---x---1---1---x---3---|g|---0---0---2---2---1---0---|d|---2---x---2---3---2---x---|a|---3---2---0---3---2---x---|e|---x---3---x---1---0---3---|

Tip: for the first part of the verse, leave the index finger of your left hand where it is and
just change the C shape to a G shape by moving your middle and ring fingers one string down.

Tip 2: For the F-chord, use your left thumb to play the bass note for an easier transgression.

Intro:

C   G   Am   G    (x4)

C                      GTravelling through the graveyard
       Am               GWith a suitcase full of sparks
       F                   G              C   GHoney, I'm still trying to find my way to you


C            GLit up every campfire
Am               GFound out in the dark
      F                G          COh, I cut down all the cottonwoods


C   G    Am   G   (x2)


C                 GPicked up all the arrow heads
    Am                    GOff buffalo trails of the Indians
    F        G               C       GThe Oklahoma sky was cutting through


C                         GAlong the tracks with the runaway kid
   Am                  GHe talks and talks and talks
       F                  G              CHoney, I'm just trying to find my way to you

    C      E        Am         FAnd I quit counting stars that night
       C            F         EIn the cold, by the satellite field
    Am     G       C             FAnd I quit panning gold, running holes
      C                  G              C Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you


C   G   Am   G   (x4)


C             GSwam across Sapancha
       Am           GTook a train to Cataloo
  C            GI opened up my guitar case
    Am                 GAnd all the songs were blue


  C               GI haunted all the alleys
       Am                 GLord I drifted 'cross the valleys
       F                  G              CHoney, I'm just trying to find my way to you


    C      E       AmAnd I quit casting hooks
F           C               F       EOff the California coast we held so dear
    Am     G        C                   FAnd I quit flashing smiles, and running wild
      C                  G              CYeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you


C   G   Am   G   (x4)

         C             GThrew my bottle in the ocean
    Am             GShe never wrote me back
        F               G                C    GAll the countless days across the sea of blue


            C               GLearned the language of the mocking bird
Am               GTook and twisted all my words
       F                  G              CHoney, I'm just trying to find my way to you


         E               FAnd I'll meet you in the graveyard
         F                   G      G7With the weathered trees and stars
           F            G                CAnd we can open up that suitcase full of sparks


C   G   Am   G   (x4)