Capo III D G A G D G D A G D G D In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand G D G D With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand G A D G D I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so A G D G D In the early morning rain with no place to go A G D G D Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go G D G D But I'm stuck here in the grass with a pain that evergrows G A D G D Now the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast A G D G D Well now there she goes my friend, she's a-rolling down at last A G D G D Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high G D G D She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly G A D G D Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines A G D G D She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time A G D G D This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me G D G D 'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground, as cold and drunk as I can be G A D G D You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train A G D G D So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain