Suitcase Full Of Sparks

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)