Early Morning Rain lyrics

In the early morning rain, with a dollar in my hand

With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand

I`m a long way from home, and I miss my loved one so

In the early morning rain with no place to go



Out on runway number nine, big 707 set to go

But I`m stuck here on the ground where the cold winds blow

Well the liquor tasted good and the women were all fast

There she goes my friend, o she`s rolling now at last



Here the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high

She`s away and westward bound, high above the clouds she`ll fly

Where the early 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 use to me

Cause I`m stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I might 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 morning rain
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