Gregory Alan Isakov – Suitcase Full Of Sparks (Guitar Acoustic)
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Artist: Gregory Alan Isakov
Song: Suitcase Full Of Sparks
Tabbed By: Redifin
C Cadd9 G Am7 Am F E E7 G7 e|--x--x------x---x---x---x-------x---2---| b|--1--1------x---1---1---1-------x---1---| g|--0--0------0---0---2---2---1---1---0---| d|--2--0------0---2---2---3---2---0---x---| a|--3--3------2---0---0---3---2---2---3---| e|--x--x------3---x---x---x---x---x---3---|
My version I play, hope ya’ll like it! Fingerpicking, hybrid picking, strum it, or a mixture through the verse
and chorus.
NOTE:
I put Cadd9/C to represent a hammer on from Cadd9 to C. x1003x to x1023x, hammer on the 2.
I’ve done the same thing with E7/E, you’re going from E7 to E via hammer on.
[Intro]
Cadd9/C G Am7 G4 (x4)
[Verse]
C G Travellin’ through the graveyard Am G4 With a suitcase full of sparks F G C G4 Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you C G Lit up every campfire Am G4 Found out in the dark F G C Oh, I cut down all the cottonwoods
[Intro]
Cadd9/C G Am7 G4 (x2)
[Verse]
C G Picked up all the arrowheads Am G4 Off buffalo trails of the Indians F G C G4 The Oklahoma sky was cutting through C G Along the tracks with the runaway Am G4 He just talks and talks and talks F G C Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[Chorus]
Cadd9/C E7 Am F And I quit counting stars at night Cadd9 F E7/E E7 In the cold, by the satellite field Am G C F And I quit panning gold, digging holes C G C Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[Intro]
Cadd9/C G Am7 G4 (x4)
[Verse]
C G Swam across the Poncha Am G4 Took a train to Cataloo C G I opened up my guitar case Am G4 And all the songs were blue C G I haunted all the alleys Am G4 Lord I drifted down the valleys F G C Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[Chorus]
Cadd9/C E7 Am F And I quit casting hooks, Off Cadd9 F E7/E E7 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
[Intro]
Cadd9/C G Am7 G4 (x4)
[Verse]
C G Threw my bottle to the ocean Am G4 She never wrote me back F G C G4 All the countless days along the sea of blue C G Learned the language of the mocking bird Am G4 She took and twisted all my words F G C Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[Ending]
E7 F And I'll meet you in the graveyard F G G7 With the winter trees and stars F G C And we can open up this suitcase full of sparks
[Outro & Humming]
Cadd9/C G Am7 G4 (Fade Out)