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.
