Capo: 3

Highway by Ingrid Michaelson Capo 3 Listen to the recording to get the rhythm just right. Intro: Asus2 A Asus2 Amaj9 A Amaj9 A Asus4 Asus2 Asus4 Asus2 A Verse 1: (same as intro)

On a ^Asus2high--^Away^Asus2 a^Along the at^Amaj9lantic^A ^Amaj9 I'm ^Ariflin^Asus4g ^Asus2through these ^Asus4last ^Asus2seventeen ^Ayears The ^Asus2ra--di^Ao ^Asus2 ^Awaxes ro^Amaj9man--t^Aic^Amaj9 ^A It's ^Asus4lulla-^Asus2bies ^Asus4fill our ^Asus2eyes with ^Atears

Chorus:

^Amaj9We ^Asus4don't say a ^Aword ^Amaj9There's nothing to ^Asus4say that hasn't been ^Aheard And ^Amaj9how you've gr^Asus4own my little ^Abird ^Amaj9I'm regretting ^Asus4letting you f^Aly

Verse 2: 6 pounds and 7 ounces A ball of bones and flesh and tears were you Now your hands, your tiny pink hands Grew larger than my hands ever grew We don't say a word There's nothing to say that hasn't been heard And how you've grown my little bird I'm regretting letting you fly I'm regretting letting you fly I'm regretting letting you fly

On a ^Asus2high--^Away On a highway

Ingrid Michaelson - Highway