Tono: G
Introducción: A C E G E D C Dm G C G
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In the early mornin' rain, With a dollar in my hand
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And an aching in my heart, And my pockets full of sand
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I'm a long ways from home, And I missed my loved one so
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In the early mornin' rain, With no place to go
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Out on runway number nine, Big 707 set to go
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Well I?m out here on the grass, Where the pavement never grows
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Where the liquor tasted good, And the women all were fast
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There she goes my friend, She's rolling out at last
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Hear the mighty engines roar , See the silver wing on high
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She's away and westward bound, For above the clouds she flies
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Where the mornin' rain don't fall, And the sun always shines
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She'll be flying over my home, In about three hours time
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This ol' airport?s got me down, It's no earthly good to me
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'Cause I?m stuck here on the ground, Cold and drunk as I might be
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Can't jump a jet plane , Like you can a freight train
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So I best be on my way, In the early mornin' rain
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So I best be on my way, In the early mornin' rain
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So I best be on my way, In the early mornin' rain
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