Suitcase Full Of Sparks keyboard

Suitcase Full Of Sparks

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Intro: C   G   Am   G  (4x) 

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   (2x) 


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   (4x) 


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   (4x) 

         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   (4x)  

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