Living Proof

artist : gregory alan isakov song : living proof album : the weatherman tabbed by : jo lefebure capo 2 Intro/riff 1 : use your pinky finger on the 3rd fret of the D - string as a sort of transition . ( just listen to the song , you will get what i mean ) C F C F F E | - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | B | - - 1 - - 1 - - - - 1 - - 1 - - - - 1 - - | G | - - 0 - - 0 - - - - 0 - - 0 - - - - 2 - - | D | - - 2 - - 3 - - - - 2 - - 3 - - - - 3 - - | x4 , fourth time end on A G instead of an F A | - - 3 - - 3 - - - - 3 - - 3 - - - - - - - | E | - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | C F C Am G the night fell with bicycle bells , the dark had wooden teeth F C Am G oh we broke on up to hill country , the air was thin and sweet F riff 1 lord , the air was thin and sweet C F C Am G she held onto my coat that night , like a kid lost in her sleeves F C oh we warmed the ground , we hushed our sound Am G we slept on walking feet F riff 1 lord , we slept on walking feet F C oh darlin , pardon me Am G can you help me remember F C when we were all flying free Am G we were dust from our bodies F C Am G and we were flicker and flame , yeah we burned till the morning F riff 1 darlin , pardon me C F C off in the night , you can hear ’em bright , Am C the sirens of the sea Am G F C oh and city birds and alley girls , they all just sing for free F riff 1 oh they all just sing for free F C oh darlin , pardon me Am G but do i look familiar F C when we were just larkspur and leaves Am G we were strung through the tether F C and we were all silver and stone Am G we were the lust of the miners F riff 1 darlin , pardon me Am E F G Am E F G C F C Am C that sky glowed all calico like phosphor in the sea Am G to the ground we fall , she owns us all F C kings and boys and beast F riff 1 kings and boys and beast F C oh darlin , pardon me Am G but do i look familiar F C when we were just flying free Am G and we burned from a freight train F C Am G and we were some flicker of truth in the smile of a salesman F C Am G and we were all buried jewels ’neath the grass in the suburbs F C Am G and we were all living proof F riff 1 oh darlin , pardon me