Chords for Gregory Alan Isakov - Suitcase Full Of Sparks (Bing Lounge)

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_ [G] Oh, oh, [C] _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [C] oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Driving through the graveyard, _ [Am] suitcase full of [G] _
sparks.
[F] Honey, I'm just trying [C] to find my way to you.
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_ _ [C] I lit up [G] every _ campfire [Am] I found out [G] in the dark. _
_ [F] Well, I cut down all [G] the _ [C] cottonwoods,
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[C] _ picked up all the [G] _ arrowheads [Am] on the buffalo [G] trails
of the Indians.
[F] The Oklahoma _ [G] sky was [C] cutting through.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Along [C] the tracks with the [G] _ runaways
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He just talks and [G] talks and talks
[F] Yeah, I'm just trying [G] to find my way
[C] _ _ And _ _ _ _ _ I've [Em] quit [E] counting _
[Am] stars at [F] night
In the [C] cold by the satellite _
[E] field _ _ _ _ _
[Am] Yeah, and I've [G] quit _ manning [C] gold, _ [F] digging _ holes
[C] Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way
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[Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ And [C] I swam across [G] the pond to take [Am] a train to [G] Cadaloo _ _ _
[C] _ Opened up [G] my guitar case, [Am] yeah, all the songs [G] were blue _ _
[C] Haunted all [G] the alleys, Lord, [Am] I drifted down the [G] valley
Yeah, [F] I'm just trying [G] to find my way
[C] _ _ And _ _ _ _ _ I've [E] quit _ casting [Am] _ hooks
_ [F] Off the [C] _ California coast we held so [E] dear _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, [Am] and I've quit [G] _ flashing _ [C] smiles, running _ wild
Yeah, I'm just trying [G] to find my [C] way
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[C] my bottle to the [G] ocean, _ [Am] she never wrote me [G] _ back
[Dm] All the countless days [G] along the sea of [C] blue
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Learned [C] the language of the [G] _ mockingbird
[Am] She took and twisted [G] all my words
[Fm] Yeah, I'm just trying [Em] to find my way
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[E] And I'll meet you in [Am] the _ graveyard, [F] in the winter _ trees [G] and stars _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Lord, we [F] could open up [G] this suitcase full of [C] spires
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