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...
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|--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.