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D G A G D G D
In the early morning Arain with a Gdollar in my Dhand G D
With an aching in my Gheart and my pockets full of Dsand G D
I'm a long way from Ghome Aand I miss my loved ones Dso G D
In the early morning Arain Gwith no place to Dgo G D
Out on runway number Anine, big Gseven-o-seven set to Dgo G D
But I'm stuck here in the Ggrass with a pain that evergDrows G D
Now the liquor tasted Ggood Aand the women all were Dfast G D
Well now there she goes my Afriend, Gshe's a-rolling down at Dlast G D
Hear the mighty engines Aroar, see the Gsilver wing on Dhigh G D
She's away and westward Gbound, far above the clouds she'll Dfly G D
Where the morning rain don't Gfall and the Asun always Dshines G D
She'll be flying over my Ahome in Gabout three hours Dtime G D
This old airport's got me Adown, it's no Gearthly good to Dme G D
'Cause I'm stuck here on the Gground, as cold and drunk as I can Dbe G D
You can't jump a jet Gplane like you Acan a freight Dtrain G D
So I'd best be on my Away in the Gearly morning Drain G D