Early Mornin' Rain
In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand And 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 mornin' rain with no place to go Out on runway number nine, big seven o seven set to go But I'm out here on the grass where the pavement never grows Well the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast There she goes my friend, she's rollin' down at last Hear the mighty engine roar, see the silver wing on high She's away and westward bound far above the clouds she'll fly Where the mornin' rain don't fall and the sun always shines She'll be flyin' over my home in about three hours time This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me 'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I might be Can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So I'd best be on my way in the early mornin' rain So I'd best be on my way in the early mornin' rain
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