Gregory Alan Isakov - Living Proof

artist : gregory alan isakov
song : living proof
album : the weatherman
tabbed by : jo lefebure

capo 2

intro/riff 1 : use your pinky finger on the 3rd fret of the D – string
as a sort of transition .
( just listen to the song , you will get what i mean )

C F C F F
E | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
B | – – 1 – – 1 – – – – 1 – – 1 – – – – 1 – – |
G | – – 0 – – 0 – – – – 0 – – 0 – – – – 2 – – |
D | – – 2 – – 3 – – – – 2 – – 3 – – – – 3 – – | x4 , fourth time end on A G instead of an F
A | – – 3 – – 3 – – – – 3 – – 3 – – – – – – – |
E | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |

C F C Am G
the night fell with bicycle bells , the dark had wooden teeth
F C Am G
oh we broke on up to hill country , the air was thin and sweet
F riff 1
lord , the air was thin and sweet

C F C Am G
she held onto my coat that night , like a kid lost in her sleeves
F C
oh we warmed the ground , we hushed our sound
Am G
we slept on walking feet
F riff 1
lord , we slept on walking feet

F C
oh darlin , pardon me
Am G
can you help me remember
F C
when we were all flying free
Am G
we were dust from our bodies
F C Am G
and we were flicker and flame , yeah we burned till the morning
F riff 1
darlin , pardon me

C F C
off in the night , you can hear ’em bright ,
Am C
the sirens of the sea
Am G F C
oh and city birds and alley girls , they all just sing for free
F riff 1
oh they all just sing for free

F C
oh darlin , pardon me
Am G
but do i look familiar
F C
when we were just larkspur and leaves
Am G
we were strung through the tether
F C
and we were all silver and stone
Am G
we were the lust of the miners
F riff 1
darlin , pardon me

Am E F G
Am E F G

C F C Am C
that sky glowed all calico like phosphor in the sea
Am G
to the ground we fall , she owns us all
F C
kings and boys and beast
F riff 1
kings and boys and beast

F C
oh darlin , pardon me
Am G
but do i look familiar
F C
when we were just flying free
Am G
and we burned from a freight train
F C Am G
and we were some flicker of truth in the smile of a salesman
F C Am G
and we were all buried jewels ’neath the grass in the suburbs
F C Am G
and we were all living proof
F riff 1
oh darlin , pardon me