Lyrics to Early Morning Rain
Early Morning Rain Video:
In the early morning rain, with a dollar in my handWith an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sandI'm a long way from home, and I miss my loved one soIn the early morning rain with no place to goOut on runway number nine, big 707 set to goBut I'm stuck here on the ground where the cold winds blowWell the liquor tasted good and the women were all fastThere she goes my friend, o she's rolling now at lastHere the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on highShe's away and westward bound, high above the clouds she'll flyWhere the early rain don't fall and the sun always shinesShe'll be flying o'er my home in about three hours timeThis old airport's got me down, it's no earthly use to meCause I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I might beYou can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight trainSo I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain




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