Early morning rain    (intro)    (midi)    (sample)

 

    D                                  A                G                D

1.    In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand,

                                       Em                                       D

    with an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand.

                                     Em     - A                                           D

    I'm a long way from home        and I miss my loved ones so,

                                     A            G                D

    in the early morning rain with no place to go.

 

   D                                         A                          G                 D

2.    Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go,

                                            Em                                          D

    but I'm stuck here in the grass with the cold wind that blows.

                                        Em    - A                                          D

    Now the liquor tasted good         and the women all were fast,

                                               A                            G                     D

    well, there she goes, my friend, there she's a-rolling down at last.

 

   D                                           A                  G                    D

3.    Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high,

                                               Em                                                D

    she's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly.

                                                   Em   - A                                   D

    Where the morning rain don't fall        and the sun always shines,

                                           A              G                      D

    she'll be flying over my home in about three hours time.

 

   D                                           A                 G                      D

4.    This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me,

                                                    Em                                                 D

    'cause I'm stuck here on the ground, as cold and drunk as I can be.

                                      Em    - A                                      D

    You can't jump a jet plane         like you can a freight train,

                                       A              G                    D

    so I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain.

 

+ repeat the last two lines.

 

(orig. = capo 3)     (Gordon Lightfoot)