Standard (EADGBE)

(-) x4

 Half Mile Hill, eight years old

 Standing on top with the world below

  Me and my dad

 Talking man to man (-)

 Suitcase packed, he was moving out

 Said, It's no one's fault, but I had my doubts

  And I have them still

 Up on Half Mile Hill (-)

(Chorus)

 You can see the ball fields

 Watch the cars go 'round the courthouse

 See the sun go down

 Where the street lamps glow

On those checkerboard roads

 Wishing I could fly like a cut-string kite

  Tapping on the floor of heaven

  Is anybody listening?

 Half Mile Hill, seventeen (-)

 Tailing the summer, (-) Angie and me (-)

 Kicking beer cans off the side

  One last time (-)

 She was wildcat tough, I was scarecrow thin

 We were thick as thieves 'til the bitter end (-)

  Trying to make time stand still

 Up on Half Mile Hill (-)

Chorus

 Hey all, you lovers and leavers

Stuck in-betweeners

  Loners and stoners

Old drunks and dreamers

  Rumbling and stumbling

Always looking for something

  Past that no trespassing sign

 You can see the ball fields

 Watch the cars go 'round the courthouse

 See the sun go down

 Where the street lamps glow

On those checkerboard roads

 Wishing I could fly like a cut-string kite

  Tapping on the floor of heaven

  Tapping on the floor of heaven

  Is anybody listening?

 Up on Half Mile Hill

 Is anybody listening?

(-) x8