|__|__|_ |__|   In_ the ear_-ly mor_-ning rain____   With a dol_-lar in my_ ha-a-and__   With_ an aching in my_ heart__-a-eart_   And my pockets full of_ sand__   I'm_ a long_ ways_  from ho_-o-ome_   And_ I miss_ my loved ones_  so_ -o-o-o_   In_ the ear_-ly mor_-ning rain____     With no_ place_ to go_   Out on run_-way num_-ber nine____   Big Seven-o-seven_ set_ to go__   And I'm stuck_ here in_ the gra_-a_-ass_   Where_ the pa_-vement never_ grows__   Now_ the liquor_ tasted go_-o-od_      And_ the women all__ were fa_-a_-ast    Well_ out there_ she goes_ my friend____   She'll be rol_-ling down_ at last__   Hear_ the mighty engines roar____   See the silver wing on high__   She's_ away_ and westward bou_-ou-ound_      Far_ above_ the clouds_  she'll_ fly__   There_ the morning_ rain_ don't fa_-fa-a-al_   And_ the sun al__-ways shines____   She'll be flying_ over_ my home____   In about _three hours _ time__   This old_ airport's_ got me down____   It's no_ earthly good_  to me__   And I'm_ stuck here _on the ground__   As cold_ and drunk_ as I_ can be__   You can't_ jump_ a jet_ pla__-a-ane   Like_ you can _ a freight_ train__   So I'd_ best be on_ my way____   In_ the ear_-ly mor_-ning rain____   You can't_ jump_ a jet_ pla__-a-ane   Like_ you can _ a freight_ train__   So I'd_ best be on_ my way____   In_ the ear_-ly mor_-ning rain____