Gordon Lightfoot - Early morning rain

^CIn the early morning ^Grain ^FWith a dollar in my ^Chand With an aching in my ^Gheart ^FAnd my pockets full of ^Csand I m a long ways from ^Ghome ^FAnd I missed my loved one ^Cso In the early morning ^Grain ^FWith no place to ^Cgo

Out on runway number ^Gnine ^FBig 707 set to ^Cgo But I m stuck here in the ^Ggrass ^FWhere the cold wind ^Cblows Now the liquor tasted ^Ggood ^FAnd the women all were ^Cfast Well there she goes my ^Gfriend ^FShe s rolling down at ^Clast^{F G F C F C}

Hear the mighty engines ^Groar ^FSee the silver bird on ^Chigh She s away and westward ^Gbound ^FFar above the clouds she ^Cflies Where the morning rain don t ^Gfall ^FAnd the sun always ^Cshines She ll be flying over my ^Ghome

^FIn about three hours ^Ctime^{F G F C F C} This old airport s got me ^Gdown ^FIt s no earthly good to ^Cme Cause I m stuck here on the ^Gground ^FAs cold and drunk as I can ^Cbe You can t jump a jet ^Gplane ^FLike you can a freight ^Ctrain So I best be on my ^Gway ^FIn the early morning ^Crain

You can t jump a jet ^Gplane ^FLike you can a freight ^Ctrain So I best be on my ^Gway ^FIn the early morning ^Crain