Gregory Alan Isakov - 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 )