Peter, Paul and Mary - Early morning rain

^GIn the early mornin' ^Bmrain, ^Am with a ^D7dollar in my ^Ghand, And an achin' in my ^Amheart, ^D7and my pocket's full of ^Gsand. ^GI'm a long way from ^Amhome, ^D7and I miss my loved one ^Gso, In the early mornin' ^Bmrain, ^{Am D7}with no place to ^Ggo. ^GOut on runway number ^Bmnine, ^Am b^D7ig 707 set to ^Ggo. But I'm out here on the ^Amgrass, ^D7where the pavement never ^Ggrows. Well the liquor tasted g^Amood, ^D7and the women all were ^Gfast. ^GThere she goes my fri^Bmend, ^Am s^D7he's rollin' down at ^Glast. ^GHear the mighty engines ^Bmroar, ^{Am D7}see the silver wing on ^Ghigh. ^GShe's away and westward ^Ambound, ^D7far above the clouds she ^Gflies. ^GWhere the mornin' rain don't ^Amfall, ^D7and the sun always ^Gshines. ^GShe'll be flyin' o'er my ^Bmhome, ^{Am D7}in about three hours ^Gtime. ^GThis old airport's got me ^Bmdown, ^{Am D7}it's no earthly good to ^Gme. ^GCause I'm stuck here on the ^Amground, ^D7cold and drunk as I might ^Gbe. ^GCan't jump a jet ^Amplane, ^D7like I can a freight ^Gtrain. ^GSo I'd best be on my ^Bmway, ^{Am D7}in the early mornin' ^Grain. ^GSo I'd best be on my ^Amway, ^D7in the early mornin' ^Grain.