This song is a really easy fun one by Ingrid. I was surprised to see no one had posted it yet. I'm pretty positive it's right except for the E in the bridge part. Standard Tuning Capo on 3 if you want to play along with the song Chords: A E This song is basically all A and variations on A (relative to the capo that is). The strumming pattern is something like this, but listen to the song it's pretty straight forward On the highway, across the atlantic... |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |--0--0--0-2--2--2-0--0--0-2--2--2-0--0--0-2--2--2-0--0--0-2--2---------| |--2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2---------| |--2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-0--0--0-0--0--0-0--0--0-0--0---------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| X-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |--2-0--2--3-3--2--0-0--2--3-3--2--2-22-2--2-22-2-----------------------| |--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-22-2--2-22-2-----------------------| |--0-0--0--0-0--0--0-0--0--0-0--0--2-22-2--2-22-2-----------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| X-----------------------------------------------------------------------| repeat this as many times as needed with the verse We don't say a word... |-----------------------------------------------------| |--00--0--0-00--0--------------------0-00--0--0-22--2-| |--22--2--2-22--2--1-11--1--1-11--1--2-22--2--2-22--2-| |--00--0--0-00--0--2-22--2--2-22--2--2-22--2--2-22--2-| |------------------2-22--2--2-22--2-------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------| Listen for how many times you play through everything Below are the lyrics -----------------------HIGHWAY---------------------- On a highway along the atlantic I'm rifling through these last 17 years. The radio waxes romantic. It's lullabies fill our eyes with tears. 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. 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 highway. On a highway.