Suitcase Full Of Sparks

artist : gregory alan isakov song : suitcase full of sparks album : unreleased ( so far! ) tabbed by : jo lefebure tuning : standard sorry if the lyrics are off . it’s not about the lyrics , it’s about the tab . please rate accordingly . thank you . chords : C G Am F E G7 E | - - - 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 G travelling through the graveyard Am G with a suitcase full of sparks F G C G honey , i’m still trying to find my way to you C G lit up every campfire Am G found out in the dark F G C oh , i cut down all the cottonwoods C G Am G ( x2 ) C G picked up all the arrow heads Am G off buffalo trails of the indians F G C G the oklahoma sky was cutting through C G along the tracks with the runaway kid Am G he talks and talks and talks F G C honey , i’m just trying to find my way to you C E Am F and i quit counting stars that night C F E in the cold , by the satellite field Am G C F and 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 G swam across sapancha Am G took a train to cataloo C G i opened up my guitar case Am G and all the songs were blue C G i haunted all the alleys Am G lord i drifted ’cross the valleys F G C honey , i’m just trying to find my way to you C E Am and i quit casting hooks F C F E off the california coast we held so dear Am G C F and i quit flashing smiles , and running wild C G C yeah , i’m just trying to find my way to you C G Am G ( x4 ) C G threw my bottle in the ocean Am G she never wrote me back F G C G all the countless days across the sea of blue C G learned the language of the mocking bird Am G took and twisted all my words F G C honey , i’m just trying to find my way to you E F and i’ll meet you in the graveyard F G G7 with the weathered trees and stars F G C and we can open up that suitcase full of sparks C G Am G ( x4 )