Gordon Lightfoot - Early morning rain

^CIn the ^Am7early m^Amorning ^Emrain, ^Fwith a ^Dm7dollar ^Dmin my ^Chand With an ^Amaching ^Dm7in my ^Dmheart, and my p^Fockets full of ^Csand I'm a ^Am7long ^Amways from ^Dmhome, ^Fand I ^Dm7missed my ^Dmloved one ^Cso In the ^Am7early m^Amorning ^Emrain, with ^Fno place ^Dmto ^Cgo

^COut on ^Am7runway n^Amumber ^Emnine, ^Fbig 707 ^Dmset to ^Cgo But I’^Amm stuck her^Dm7e in th^Dme grass, where th^Fe cold win^Cd blows Now the ^Am7liquor ^Amtasted ^Dmgood, ^Fand the ^Dm7women ^Amall were ^Cfast Well ^Am7there she ^Amgoes my ^Emfriend, she's ^Frolling ^Dm7down at ^Clast

^CHear the ^Am7mighty ^Amengines ^Emroar, ^Fsee the ^Dm7silver ^Dmbird on ^Chigh She's aw^Amay and west^Dm7ward bo^Dmund, far above the ^Fclouds she ^Cflies Where the ^Am7morning ^Amrain don't ^Dmfall, ^Fand the ^Dm7sun al^Amways ^Cshines She'll be ^Am7flying ^Amover my ^Emhome, in a^Fbout three ^Dm7hour’^Cs time

^CThis old ^Am7airport’^Ams got m^Eme down^F, it's n^Dm7o earthl^Dmy good t^Co me 'Cause ^AmI’m stuck her^Dm7e on th^Dme ground, as cold an^Fd drunk as I ca^Cn be You ^Am7can't j^Amump a jet ^Dmplane, ^Flike you ^Dm7can a ^Amfreight ^Ctrain So I ^Am7best be ^Amon my ^Emway, in the ^Fearly morning ^Crain

You ^Am7can't ^Amjump a jet ^Emplane, ^Flike you ^Dm7can a ^Dmfreight ^Ctrain So I ^Ambest be ^Dm7on my ^Dmway, in the ^Fearly morning ^Crain