Early
Greg BrownVersion1
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Early one morning I walked out alone,
I looked down the street; no one was around.
The sun was just comin' up over my home,
On Hickory Street in a little farm town. And
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Oooo-ee, ain't the mornin' light pretty,
When the dew is still heavy, so bright and early.
My home on the range; it's a one-horse town,
And it's alright with me.
Plow broke the prairie, the prairie gave plenty,
The little towns blossomed and soon there were many.
Scattered like fireflies across the dark night,
And one was called Early, and they sure named it right. 'Cause
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Oooo-ee, ain't the mornin' light pretty,
When the dew is still heavy, so bright and early.
My home on the range; it's a one-horse town,
And it's alright with me.
Many dry summers parched all the fields,
They burnt the fine colors and cut down on the yield.
But the rain has returned to wash away our tears,
It's the fullest green summer that
We've seen for years. And
Oooo-ee, ain't the mornin' light pretty,
When the dew is still heavy, so bright and early.
My home on the range; it's a one-horse town,
And it's alright with me.
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Readable chord sheet for Early by Greg Brown
[D]Early one [G]morning I walked out [D]alone, I looked down the [A]street; no one was [D]around. The sun was just [G]comin' up over my [D]home, On Hickory [A]Street in a little farm [D]town. And ] [D]Oooo-ee, [G]ain't the mornin' light [D]pretty, When the dew is still [A]heavy, so bright and [D]earl[D7]y. [G] My [G]home on the [D]range; it's a one-horse [A]town, And it's alright with [D]me. [G] [D] [D]Plow broke the [G]prairie, the prairie gave [D]plenty, The little towns [A]blossomed and soon there were [D]many. Scattered like [G]fireflies across the dark [D]night, And one was called [A]Early, and they sure named it [D]right. 'Cause ] [D]Oooo-ee, [G]ain't the mornin' light [D]pretty, When the dew is still [A]heavy, so bright and [D]earl[D7]y. [G] My [G]home on the [D]range; it's a one-horse [A]town, And it's alright with [D]me. [G] [D] [D]Many dry summers [G]parched all the [D]fields, They burnt the fine [A]colors and cut down on the [D]yield. But the rain has [G]returned to wash away our [D]tears, It's the fullest green [A]summer that We've seen for [A]years. And [D]Oooo-ee, [G]ain't the mornin' light [D]pretty, When the dew is still [A]heavy, so bright and [D]earl[D7]y. [G] My [G]home on the [D]range; it's a one-horse [A]town, And it's alright with [D]me. [G] [D]