I couldn't believe I couldn't find this tab anywhere, so I thought I'd give it my best
I'm fairly sure that the middle section ("Hold on for the slow turning..." etc.) isn't 
accurate, so if you have any suggestions or corrections, feel free to comment

Artist: Jakob Dylan
Song: Valley Of The Low Sun
Album: Seeing Things (2008)

Capo 4th

CWe'd (x32010@1)feel much better if we sunk this treasure
    Am (x02210@1)           GAnd (320003@1)laid our armor down
FThese (133211@1)precious metals and these captain's letters
C (x32010@1)                   GThey (320003@1)are no use to us now
CIn (x32010@1)the day we struggle with fatigue much greater
     Am (x02210@1)      GThan (320003@1)any offer was
FWe (133211@1)bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys
C (x32010@1)                      GUnable (320003@1)to hold their own guns
FI (133211@1)know that soldiers are not paid to think
    C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)       FBut (133211@1)something is making us sick
COnward (x32010@1)and steady
GAble (320003@1)and young
       F (133211@1)           G (320003@1)      CIn (x32010@1)the valley of the low, low sun

In the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder
Into the back of beyond
Burning the daylight into a pastime
That's too wise to come more than once
It's boom boom thunder ain't no sleep coming
Out mining a slippery world
Of snow covered beaches and junkyards of diesel
And bombers named after girls
On bridges of black ice not built for the rush
There's a new kind of beast getting up
That's stranger than fiction
Speaking in tongue
In the valley of the low, low sun

C (x32010@1)             EmHold (022000@1)on for the slow turning
F (133211@1)                         GSmoke (320003@1)if you've got 'em boys
                      AmThis (x02210@1)is bottom hiding out
AmDown (x02210@1)under the stairs
GTomorrow (320003@1)has come
          G/G#*
Like it's drunk on the blood
       Am (x02210@1)                     FOf (133211@1)the men who have dared to be there

C G F C G(Hold)

The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding
Its way up around the sun
As cool water crashes down to the masses
Bootlegged and bottled like rum
My dreams are humble, lean as arrows
Streetwise, ready, and fair
As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails
On high seas not fit to be sailed
Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven
But baby, we just look like hell
Act like you mean it where paradise was
In the valley of the low, low sun
Act like you mean it where paradise was
In the valley of the low, low sun

C F G (Sounds more complicated due to the overdubbed guitar soloing over the top, but it sounds 
like to me underneath he just cycles these chords)

Finish on C

*G/G# - 420003 I've tried using this chord. It sounds right since he only seems to play 
E, A and D strings
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