Текст (слова) песни: lightfoot gordon - early mornin rain | guitar pro tab и Mp3
129 {title:Early Mornin` Rain} {st:Gordon Lightfoot} [C]In the early mornin` r[G]ain, with a do[F]llar in my h[C]and, With an achin` in my he[Dm]art, a[F]nd my pockets full of sa[C]nd. I`m a long way from h[Dm]ome, and I miss my loved ones [C]so, In the early mornin` r[G]ain, with [F]no place to [C]go.
Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go, But I`m stuck here in the grass, where the cold wind blows. Now the liquor tasted good, and the women all were fast, Well there she goes, my friend, she`s rollin` now at last.
Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high, She`s away and westward bound, far above the clouds she`ll fly, Where the mornin` rain don`t fall, and the sun always shines, She`ll be flying o`er my home, in about three hours time.
This old airport`s got me down, it`s no earthly good to me, `Cause I;m stuck here on the ground, as cold and drunk as I can be. You can`t jump a jet plane, like you can a freight train, So I`d best be on my way, in the early mornin` rain.
In the early mornin` rain, with a dollar in my hand, With an achin` in my heart, and my pockets full of sand. I`m a long way from home, and I miss my loved ones so, In the early mornin` rain, with no place to go.
Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives by Steve Putz 7 September 1992
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