Peter, Paul and Mary - Early morning rain

I^An the early morning ra^C#min Wi^Bmth a dol^E7lar in my ha^And A^And an aching in my he^Bmart A^E7nd my pockets full of san^Ad I^A'm a long way from h^Bmome A^E7nd I missed my loved one ^Aso I^An the early morning ra^C#min W^Bmith ^E7no place to g^Ao

O^Aut on runway number n^C#mine B^Bmig 707^E7 set to g^Ao B^Aut I'm out here on the gra^Bmss Wh^E7ere the pavement never gr^Aows W^Aell, the liquor tasted go^Bmod An^E7d the women all were fa^Ast Th^Aere she goes my fri^C#mend S^Bmhe's rol^E7ling down at la^Ast He^Aar the mighty engine r^C#moar S^Bmee the si^E7lver wing on hi^Agh Sh^Ae's away and westward bo^Bmund F^E7ar above the clouds shell ^Afly Wh^Aere the morning rain don't ^Bmfall A^E7nd the sun always shi^Anes Sh^Ae'll be flying over my h^C#mome I^Bmn about th^E7ree hours tim^Ae T^Ahis old airport's got me ^C#mdown I^Bmt's no earth^E7ly good to me ^A 'C^Aause I'm stuck here on the g^Bmround Co^E7ld and drunk as I might^A be Y^Aou can't jump a jet ^Bmplane Li^E7ke you can a freight tr^Aain So^A I'd best be on my ^C#mway ^BmIn the ea^E7rly morning r^Aain S^Ao I'd best be on my w^C#may I^Bmn the ea^E7rly morning ra^Ain