Early In The Mornin

D D D A Well, I'm never goin' back, To that country again, I live for a long, long time D D D A D A Well, My guitar plays itself, Leaning by the wall, It gives me a worried mind D D D A It was early, In the mornin', Got my Sunday clothes D D D A D A I've been out, The side of the road, Out where the four winds blow D D D A When I lived there, I was superstitious, I felt like I was about to die D D D A D A Knowin' every day, Like I'd lived it before, Devil in the corner of my eye D D D A It was early, In the mornin', Got my Sunday clothes D D D A D A I've been out, The side of the road, Out where the four winds blow INST: AS VERSE D D D A D D D A D A D D D A Lord that dirt road long, Empty, Fields dark at night D D D A D A Ain't nothin', For a person to do, 'Tween dusk and the break o' daylight D D D A It was early, In the mornin', Got my Sunday clothes D D D A D A I've been out, The side of the road, Out where the four winds blow