Early Morning Rain

Lyrics
[Verse 1] 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 ones so In the early morning rain With no place to go [Verse 2] Out on runway number nine Big 707 set to go But I'm stuck here on the ground Where the cold winds blow Where the liquor tasted good And the women all were fast There she goes my friend Well, she's rollin' down at last [Verse 3] Hear the mighty engines roar See the silver bird on high Well, she's away and westward bound High above the clouds she'll fly Where the mornin' rain don't fall And the sun always shines She'll be flyin' o'er my home In about three hours time [Verse 4] Well, 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 can be You can't jump a big jet plane Like you can an old freight train So I'd best be on my way In the early mornin' rain You can't jump a big jet plane Like you can an old freight train So I'd best be on my way In the early mornin' rain
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Credits
- Writers
- Gordon Lightfoot