Capo: 3

Highway by Ingrid Michaelson Capo 3 Listen to the recording to get the rhythm just right. Intro: Csus2 C Csus2 Cmaj9 C Cmaj9 C Csus4 Csus2 Csus4 Csus2 C Verse 1: (same as intro)

On a ^Csus2high--^Cway^Csus2 a^Clong the at^Cmaj9lantic^C ^Cmaj9 I'm ^Criflin^Csus4g ^Csus2through these ^Csus4last ^Csus2seventeen ^Cyears The ^Csus2ra--di^Co ^Csus2 ^Cwaxes ro^Cmaj9man--t^Cic^Cmaj9 ^C It's ^Csus4lulla-^Csus2bies ^Csus4fill our ^Csus2eyes with ^Ctears

Chorus:

^Cmaj9We ^Csus4don't say a ^Cword ^Cmaj9There's nothing to ^Csus4say that hasn't been ^Cheard And ^Cmaj9how you've gr^Csus4own my little ^Cbird ^Cmaj9I'm regretting ^Csus4letting you f^Cly

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 ^Csus2high--^Cway On a highway

Ingrid Michaelson - Highway