Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Verse 1

(same as intro)

 On a high--way along the atlantic

 I'm rifling through these last seventeen years

 The ra--dio waxes roman--tic

 It's lulla-bies fill our eyes with tears

Chorus

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

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 high--way

On a highway