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Intro: A C E E- G E D C Dm G C G
CIn the early mornin' rain, DmWith Ga dollar in Cmy hand
CAnd an aching in myDm hearGt, And my pockets fullC of sand
CI'm a long ways fromDm homGe, And I missed my loved Cone so
CIn the early mornin' rain, DmWith nGo place Cto go
COut on runway number nine, DmBig G707 set Cto go
CWell I'm out here on theDm grasGs, Where the pavement neCver grows
CWhere the liquor tastedDm gooGd, And the women all wCere fast
CThere she goes my friend, DmShe'Gs rolling out Cat last
CHear the mighty engines roar , DmSee thGe silver wing Con high
CShe's away and westwardDm bounGd, For above the clouds Cshe flies
CWhere the mornin' rain don'tDm falGl, And the sun alwCays shines
CShe'll be flying over my home, DmIGn about three houCrs time
CThis ol' airport's got me down, DmIt's nGo earthly good Cto me
C'Cause I'm stuck here on theDm grounGd, Cold and drunk as I miCght be
CCan't jump a jetDm planeG , Like you can a freiCght train
CSo I best be on my way, DmIn thGe early morniCn' rain
CSo I best be on myDm waGy, In the early mornCin' rain
g,a,c,e,g,e,d,c, Dm G C
So I best be on my way, In the early mornin' rain
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