Early Morning Rain |
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Early Morning Rain Lyrics |
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 This is the one'¦In the early morning 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 Lord, I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain With no place to go Out on runway number nine Seven-oh-seven set to go But I`m stuck here on the ground Where the cold wind blows Now the liquor tasted good And the women all were fast There she goes my friend She`ll be rolling down at last Hear the mighty engines roar See the silver bird on high She`s away and westward bound Far above the clouds she`ll fly Where the morning rain don`t fall And the sun always shines She`ll be flying over my home In about three hours time So the airports got me down It`s no earthly good to me Cause I`m stuck here on the ground Bored and drunk as I can 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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