Eva Cassidy - Early morning rain

^G In the early morning ^Drain with a ^Csus2dollar in my ^Ghand ^G And an aching in my ^Amheart ^C And my poc^Csus2kets full ^Gof sand ^G I'm a long way from ^Amhome ^C And I miss ^Csus2my loved ones ^Gso ^G In the early morning ^Drain ^Csus2 With no place to ^Ggo

^G Out on runway number ^Dnine, big seven-o-^Csus2seven set to ^Ggo ^G But I'm stuck here on the ^Amground ^C Where the ^Csus2cold winds ^Gblow ^G Your can't jump a jet ^Amplane ^C Like you ^Csus2can a freight ^Gtrain ^G So I best be on ^Dmy way ^Csus2 In the early morning ^Grain

^G Hear her mighty engines ^Droar, ^Csus2 see the silver bird ^Gon high ^G She's away and westward ^Ambound ^C Far above my ^Csus2home she'll ^Gfly ^G Where the morning rain ^Amdon't fall ^C And the ^Csus2sun always ^Gshines ^G She'll be flying past my ^Dhome ^Csus2 In about 3 hours ^Gtime

^G In the early morning ^Drain with a ^Csus2dollar in my ^Ghand ^G And an aching in my ^Amheart ^C And my poc^Csus2kets full ^Gof sand ^G I'm a long way from ^Amhome ^C And I miss ^Csus2my loved ones ^Gso ^G In the early morning ^Drain ^Csus2 With no place to ^Ggo

^G In the early morning ^Drain ^Csus2 With no place to ^Ggo